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 Tanzania and from Seoul.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Pantaleimon to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harmonia,
James White and The Blacks,
Rapeman,
The Sound,
Lower 48,
Minnie Riperton,
Scratch Acid,
Lightning Bolt,
The Gap Band,
Aaron Thompson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
DJ Sneak,
The Smiths,
Vladislav Delay,
Desert Stars,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The New Christs,
Lalo Schifrin,
Visage,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gerry Rafferty,
The United States of America,
The Litter,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Blake Baxter,
Lindisfarne,
The Doors,
Echospace,
Rites of Spring,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bad Manners,
Monks,
Peter and Kerry,
Arcadia,
Eddi Front,
Ohio Players,
Panda Bear,
DJ Style,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Drexciya,
La Düsseldorf,
Mantronix,
Sixth Finger,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Royal Trux,
Country Teasers,
Groovy Waters,
Marine Girls,
Black Pus,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Piero Umiliani,
Alphaville,
Skaos,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Black Moon,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Masters at Work,
Rakim,
Anakelly,
Blossom Toes,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson.
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.