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 Cuba and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 theremin 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 Eddi Front to the electroclash 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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
The Black Dice,
David Axelrod,
The American Breed,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Roxy Music,
The Walker Brothers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
K-Klass,
Subhumans,
The Golliwogs,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ultra Naté,
Wally Richardson,
The Blackbyrds,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Skarface,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sarah Menescal,
Theoretical Girls,
The Mojo Men,
Deadbeat,
Tubeway Army,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Gun Club,
Roxette,
Dual Sessions,
Pierre Henry,
Shoche,
Cheater Slicks,
Quadrant,
Public Enemy,
Laurel Aitken,
The Vogues,
Idris Muhammad,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Slits,
E-Dancer,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
John Lydon,
X-102,
Babytalk,
Godley & Creme,
The Residents,
Fela Kuti,
Flipper,
Angry Samoans,
Pere Ubu,
Jimmy McGriff,
Qualms,
Alton Ellis,
The Associates,
Harpers Bizarre,
Robert Görl,
Supertramp,
Chris Corsano,
Panda Bear,
Niagra,
The Litter,
Charles Mingus,
The Move,
Soulsonic Force,
Amazonics, Amazonics, Amazonics, Amazonics.
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.