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 Uruguay and from Manila.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the grunge 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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Barrington Levy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minnie Riperton record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Pharoah Sanders,
X-102,
Eden Ahbez,
Livin' Joy,
Robert Görl,
Marc Almond,
Lakeside,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Letta Mbulu,
Byron Stingily,
the Association,
Lebanon Hanover,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The J.B.'s,
David Bowie,
The Happenings,
Cluster,
JFA,
Nation of Ulysses,
Metal Thangz,
Agitation Free,
Quadrant,
Flamin' Groovies,
R.M.O.,
AZ,
Das Ding,
Skarface,
Sarah Menescal,
Intrusion,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rufus Thomas,
The Slits,
Mad Mike,
Sixth Finger,
Amon Düül,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sonny Sharrock,
the Human League,
Drive Like Jehu,
David McCallum,
Surgeon,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Golliwogs,
Hardrive,
Ultimate Spinach,
Fad Gadget,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Neu!,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Jimmy McGriff,
Stereo Dub,
The Dead C,
Ponytail,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk.
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.