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 Estonia and from Mexico City.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Idris Muhammad to the rock 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 Albert Ayler. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 8 Eyed Spy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
F. McDonald,
The Blackbyrds,
Joensuu 1685,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kayak,
John Cale,
MC5,
DNA,
New Order,
The Sisters of Mercy,
New York Dolls,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Echospace,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Real Kids,
Jerry Gold Smith,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Donny Hathaway,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
KRS-One,
The Electric Prunes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Hot Snakes,
Bill Wells,
The Leaves,
Stiv Bators,
The Young Rascals,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
X-Ray Spex,
Bootsy Collins,
Freddie Wadling,
Los Fastidios,
Deakin,
Young Marble Giants,
Joe Finger,
The Grass Roots,
Harmonia,
Crash Course in Science,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Kaleidoscope,
The Seeds,
Roger Hodgson,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Wally Richardson,
Simply Red,
Gil Scott Heron,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Standells,
June of 44,
the Soft Cell,
Kevin Saunderson,
Desert Stars,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Yellowson,
Tears for Fears,
Jerry's Kids,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.