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 Monaco and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Donald Fagen 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 Rotary Connection to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pylon,
Stockholm Monsters,
Icehouse,
Sun Ra,
Glambeats Corp.,
Agent Orange,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bill Near,
Nico,
Model 500,
The Fortunes,
Jimmy McGriff,
Section 25,
DNA,
Mission of Burma,
Judy Mowatt,
Sandy B,
Alison Limerick,
The Saints,
Tomorrow,
Franke,
The Detroit Cobras,
Freddie Wadling,
Cal Tjader,
The Last Poets,
Flipper,
Popol Vuh,
Absolute Body Control,
Intrusion,
Los Fastidios,
Masters at Work,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Monochrome Set,
Fad Gadget,
Deakin,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tom Boy,
EPMD,
Deepchord,
The Standells,
The Five Americans,
The Index,
Connie Case,
Second Layer,
Albert Ayler,
Sexual Harrassment,
48th St. Collective,
Laurel Aitken,
Kevin Saunderson,
Massinfluence,
David Bowie,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Depeche Mode,
Kool Moe Dee,
Hasil Adkins,
Con Funk Shun,
Wire,
Don Cherry,
Agitation Free,
Japan,
The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy.
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.