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 Uruguay and from London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Kayak to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
MC5,
Quadrant,
The Dave Clark Five,
Amon Düül,
Arthur Verocai,
R.M.O.,
Tom Boy,
Avey Tare,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Cymande,
Half Japanese,
Ultimate Spinach,
Au Pairs,
The Fortunes,
Pole,
Cal Tjader,
Mo-Dettes,
Panda Bear,
Dorothy Ashby,
Smog,
Michelle Simonal,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Neil Young,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ken Boothe,
Brothers Johnson,
Roxy Music,
Newcleus,
Moby Grape,
The Red Krayola,
Sly & The Family Stone,
DJ Sneak,
Suburban Knight,
Aswad,
Franke,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Byron Stingily,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
H. Thieme,
Grandmaster Flash,
Grauzone,
Barrington Levy,
Hashim,
Metal Thangz,
The Selecter,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Shuggie Otis,
The Associates,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kaleidoscope,
Wings,
CMW,
Malaria!,
Buzzcocks,
Schoolly D,
The Techniques,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Johnny Clarke,
The Buckinghams,
AZ,
Wire,
Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan.
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.