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 Libya and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Copenhagen.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the snare 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 Aaron Thompson to the rock 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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Coltrane,
Flipper,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Pop Group,
Lou Christie,
The Durutti Column,
The Fire Engines,
The Residents,
La Düsseldorf,
Graham Central Station,
The Victims,
The Offenders,
Arab on Radar,
Letta Mbulu,
Aaron Thompson,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Television,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lungfish,
The Slackers,
Bootsy Collins,
Grey Daturas,
Japan,
Johnny Clarke,
The Martian,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Pylon,
Patti Smith,
The New Christs,
Johnny Osbourne,
Index,
Kurtis Blow,
Liliput,
Tommy Roe,
The Grass Roots,
Parry Music,
The Cure,
The Monks,
Camberwell Now,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
H. Thieme,
ABC,
Sällskapet,
The Barracudas,
Thee Headcoats,
Nico,
Cybotron,
Duran Duran,
Chris & Cosey,
Outsiders,
Adolescents,
This Heat,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Fortunes,
Colin Newman,
The Shadows of Knight,
Amazonics,
Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.
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.