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 Afghanistan and from Glasgow.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Calgary.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Funkadelic 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 Sonny Sharrock. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Organ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
a-ha,
X-102,
Radiohead,
David Bowie,
Dawn Penn,
Fluxion,
The Human League,
Public Enemy,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Rekid,
The Alarm Clocks,
Aural Exciters,
The Music Machine,
Harry Pussy,
Organ,
Nico,
Toni Rubio,
Arcadia,
MC5,
Patti Smith,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
John Lydon,
Howard Jones,
Nils Olav,
Godley & Creme,
Q and Not U,
Nik Kershaw,
the Germs,
Television Personalities,
Bobby Byrd,
Crooked Eye,
Make Up,
Wally Richardson,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Deepchord,
Delta 5,
The Cramps,
R.M.O.,
Lungfish,
Pole,
Tears for Fears,
The Trojans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Reagan Youth,
Fugazi,
Lee Hazlewood,
MDC,
Alton Ellis,
The Sonics,
Oblivians,
Cheater Slicks,
Blake Baxter,
Shoche,
Roger Hodgson,
JFA,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Judy Mowatt,
EPMD, EPMD, EPMD, EPMD.
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.