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 Ecuador and from Sao Paulo.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Delon & Dalcan to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Bootsy Collins,
the Bar-Kays,
John Coltrane,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gabor Szabo,
Man Eating Sloth,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Stockholm Monsters,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Faraquet,
Whodini,
Unwound,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Fugs,
Kerri Chandler,
Kenny Larkin,
Accadde A,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ohio Players,
The Star Department,
Circle Jerks,
Aswad,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Erykah Badu,
T.S.O.L.,
Shuggie Otis,
Parry Music,
Amon Düül,
Boz Scaggs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Zeros,
Robert Hood,
Au Pairs,
Royal Trux,
Half Japanese,
The Birthday Party,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Howard Jones,
Albert Ayler,
Bang On A Can,
Althea and Donna,
Janne Schatter,
Neu!,
Al Stewart,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rhythm & Sound,
Los Fastidios,
Quando Quango,
Schoolly D,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
John Foxx,
Camberwell Now,
The Invisible,
Easy Going,
Eurythmics,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.