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 Botswana and from Copenhagen.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Skaos to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Alice Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Rites of Spring,
Ten City,
World's Most,
Janne Schatter,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Y Pants,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Alice Coltrane,
Wally Richardson,
Pulsallama,
The Vogues,
The Standells,
T.S.O.L.,
Todd Rundgren,
Hot Snakes,
John Holt,
B.T. Express,
Cecil Taylor,
Barbara Tucker,
Blake Baxter,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Crime,
R.M.O.,
Pagans,
Circle Jerks,
Gang Starr,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Flipper,
Avey Tare,
Brass Construction,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Khruangbin,
Kurtis Blow,
The Skatalites,
Mandrill,
Byron Stingily,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Smiths,
Audionom,
Kool Moe Dee,
Hardrive,
K-Klass,
Hashim,
Index,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Crooked Eye,
The Moody Blues,
June Days,
Kas Product,
The Associates,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Inner City,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Fire Engines,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Eurythmics,
Flamin' Groovies,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks.
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.