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 Switzerland and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 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 Smog to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All The Fugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Alarm Clocks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fortunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Tubeway Army,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Robert Hood,
cv313,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Crispian St. Peters,
kango's stein massive,
New Age Steppers,
The Standells,
Cluster,
Andrew Hill,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Move,
the Association,
a-ha,
The Velvet Underground,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Arab on Radar,
Todd Terry,
Spoonie Gee,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Terry Callier,
Japan,
Marvin Gaye,
Dawn Penn,
Sun Ra,
One Last Wish,
Ohio Players,
Rakim,
Second Layer,
The Gories,
Nik Kershaw,
Roy Ayers,
LL Cool J,
Main Source,
Henry Cow,
Underground Resistance,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Motions,
Wasted Youth,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
D'Angelo,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Cure,
Gabor Szabo,
The Modern Lovers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cymande,
Skriet,
JFA,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Silicon Teens,
UT,
The Associates,
the Slits,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.