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 Bahrain and from Johannesburg.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the guitar 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 Swell Maps to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ornette Coleman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang of Four,
The Mighty Diamonds,
B.T. Express,
Sarah Menescal,
Quadrant,
Fear,
Gerry Rafferty,
Skaos,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Minny Pops,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Gories,
Amon Düül II,
Zero Boys,
Bill Wells,
Oneida,
Pole,
Junior Murvin,
Dead Boys,
Goldenarms,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Derrick Morgan,
Monks,
The Wake,
Skarface,
Johnny Osbourne,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bobby Sherman,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Victims,
Brass Construction,
Jeff Lynne,
John Cale,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kurtis Blow,
Silicon Teens,
Skriet,
Bluetip,
Joyce Sims,
Ken Boothe,
The Star Department,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Soul II Soul,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Move,
Todd Terry,
Smog,
Flash Fearless,
Eric Dolphy,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Roy Ayers,
Kayak,
FM Einheit,
Donny Hathaway,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Janne Schatter,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Raincoats,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Evens,
Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson.
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.