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 Vietnam and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Beasts of Bourbon to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Art Ensemble Of Chicago record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Unwound,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Walker Brothers,
Alice Coltrane,
Lyres,
Fear,
June Days,
Youth Brigade,
Andrew Hill,
The Move,
Ponytail,
Blake Baxter,
Donald Byrd,
John Lydon,
Lebanon Hanover,
Mars,
The Pop Group,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Erykah Badu,
John Foxx,
Index,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bob Dylan,
Kaleidoscope,
Ossler,
Los Fastidios,
Crash Course in Science,
Peter & Gordon,
Sun Ra,
Oneida,
Yellowson,
Lalann,
Monolake,
Dawn Penn,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Neon Judgement,
Crooked Eye,
Harry Pussy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Suburban Knight,
The Standells,
Loose Ends,
Cymande,
Guru Guru,
Porter Ricks,
The Invisible,
Radiopuhelimet,
Heaven 17,
Saccharine Trust,
Scratch Acid,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Vogues,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Carl Craig,
Reagan Youth,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Second Layer,
Bobby Byrd,
Eric Copeland,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.