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 Slovakia and from Paris.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Boredoms to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris Corsano record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
Bizarre Inc.,
Minor Threat,
Yaz,
The Dirtbombs,
EPMD,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sight & Sound,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Schoolly D,
Sällskapet,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sun Ra,
Bill Wells,
Junior Murvin,
Black Pus,
The Fugs,
Robert Wyatt,
Erykah Badu,
Adolescents,
Arcadia,
Crispy Ambulance,
Brass Construction,
Grey Daturas,
The Sound,
Barrington Levy,
Minny Pops,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sparks,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Stiv Bators,
The Litter,
The Busters,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Moss Icon,
Fluxion,
Scrapy,
David Axelrod,
Sly & The Family Stone,
In Retrospect,
H. Thieme,
L. Decosne,
Mantronix,
Jimmy McGriff,
Nik Kershaw,
Black Bananas,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Cramps,
Con Funk Shun,
The Martian,
The Music Machine,
Marmalade,
Gichy Dan,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gabor Szabo,
Wolf Eyes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lower 48,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Laurel Aitken,
Deepchord,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.