Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Argentina and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Stereo Dub to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Bob Dylan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Moody Blues,
The Star Department,
Robert Görl,
Joy Division,
Crispian St. Peters,
Tim Buckley,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Curtis Mayfield,
Wasted Youth,
Scan 7,
World's Most,
Moby Grape,
Model 500,
Tears for Fears,
Crooked Eye,
Supertramp,
Lucky Dragons,
The Angels of Light,
cv313,
Cybotron,
Rotary Connection,
Leonard Cohen,
Average White Band,
KRS-One,
Camberwell Now,
Aural Exciters,
Bill Near,
Blake Baxter,
Patti Smith,
Lebanon Hanover,
Popol Vuh,
Susan Cadogan,
Joensuu 1685,
Tres Demented,
These Immortal Souls,
Dennis Brown,
Iggy Pop,
Josef K,
Colin Newman,
Niagra,
The Sound,
Con Funk Shun,
Eric Dolphy,
Whodini,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ken Boothe,
Y Pants,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Real Kids,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Flamin' Groovies,
Wire,
Mad Mike,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Skatalites,
Circle Jerks,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.