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 Papua New Guinea and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 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 Nik Kershaw to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
Neu!,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Brothers Johnson,
ABC,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Infiniti,
Tommy Roe,
the Soft Cell,
10cc,
The Blackbyrds,
Nas,
The Residents,
The Tremeloes,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gang Gang Dance,
Fugazi,
Matthew Halsall,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Leonard Cohen,
Soft Cell,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Derrick May,
Von Mondo,
Robert Görl,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Smiths,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Black Flag,
D'Angelo,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Amon Düül II,
Barclay James Harvest,
Banda Bassotti,
Dorothy Ashby,
Roy Ayers,
the Fania All-Stars,
Michelle Simonal,
Man Parrish,
Kevin Saunderson,
Harry Pussy,
Danielle Patucci,
Groovy Waters,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Peter and Kerry,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Thompson Twins,
Crime,
Tubeway Army,
David Axelrod,
Porter Ricks,
Kenny Larkin,
Anthony Braxton,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Dead Boys,
JFA,
Ohio Players,
The Pop Group,
Joy Division,
The Last Poets,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.