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 Palau and from Toronto.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare 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 Bizarre Inc. to the techno 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 Radio Birdman. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Young Rascals,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Mission of Burma,
T.S.O.L.,
Jesper Dahlback,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Associates,
Sugar Minott,
Urselle,
Barbara Tucker,
World's Most,
Can,
the Swans,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
A Certain Ratio,
Desert Stars,
Country Joe & The Fish,
the Slits,
The Flesh Eaters,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
10cc,
Negative Approach,
James White and The Blacks,
John Cale,
Wally Richardson,
Lakeside,
Lungfish,
the Normal,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Soul II Soul,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Wake,
Vladislav Delay,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Amon Düül,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Chris & Cosey,
Joey Negro,
The Mighty Diamonds,
James Chance & The Contortions,
EPMD,
U.S. Maple,
Symarip,
Angry Samoans,
OOIOO,
MC5,
Swans,
Judy Mowatt,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Chrome,
Gastr Del Sol,
DNA,
Dennis Brown,
Rhythm & Sound,
Al Stewart,
Janne Schatter,
Pantytec,
Fear,
The Techniques,
Frankie Knuckles,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.