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 San Marino and from Lille.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 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 Matthew Bourne to the punk 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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All Gang Green tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Fraelich record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
Fluxion,
Guru Guru,
8 Eyed Spy,
Judy Mowatt,
The Skatalites,
ABBA,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Malaria!,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Nils Olav,
Rekid,
Pagans,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Nas,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Technova,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Von Mondo,
Harry Pussy,
Jacques Brel,
Unrelated Segments,
The Walker Brothers,
Faraquet,
Clear Light,
MDC,
Steve Hackett,
Gabor Szabo,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bush Tetras,
kango's stein massive,
The Moody Blues,
Nick Fraelich,
Cecil Taylor,
Idris Muhammad,
AZ,
Alice Coltrane,
Big Daddy Kane,
Organ,
Khruangbin,
ABC,
Pulsallama,
Byron Stingily,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sound Behaviour,
Moss Icon,
Matthew Halsall,
10cc,
La Düsseldorf,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Laurel Aitken,
The Modern Lovers,
Supertramp,
Mark Hollis,
Wolf Eyes,
These Immortal Souls,
MC5,
The Wake,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy.
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.