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 Kenya and from Milan.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Rhythm & Sound to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sister Nancy. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sister Nancy,
The Fuzztones,
Marvin Gaye,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Scion,
The Smiths,
Joensuu 1685,
Eddi Front,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Whodini,
Grauzone,
The Searchers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Cowsills,
Thompson Twins,
Mad Mike,
Brick,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Section 25,
Nation of Ulysses,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lungfish,
Robert Hood,
Joe Finger,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ultimate Spinach,
Wally Richardson,
Crispian St. Peters,
Fatback Band,
Chris & Cosey,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Model 500,
a-ha,
Underground Resistance,
Idris Muhammad,
Stockholm Monsters,
Swans,
Bizarre Inc.,
Reagan Youth,
The United States of America,
Skarface,
Johnny Clarke,
R.M.O.,
Electric Light Orchestra,
H. Thieme,
Jawbox,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Buzzcocks,
Jandek,
Danielle Patucci,
the Fania All-Stars,
Heaven 17,
Michelle Simonal,
Ludus,
The Slackers,
Yazoo,
DNA,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.