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 India and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Scion to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All The Stooges tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The United States of America record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bill Near,
Marine Girls,
The Divine Comedy,
Robert Görl,
Glenn Branca,
Sonny Sharrock,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Depeche Mode,
Donny Hathaway,
L. Decosne,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ossler,
Lungfish,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rod Modell,
James White and The Blacks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Dead C,
Yusef Lateef,
Tubeway Army,
Masters at Work,
Jerry's Kids,
Kaleidoscope,
Mr. Review,
Bauhaus,
The Star Department,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Music Machine,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Idris Muhammad,
Minor Threat,
Fatback Band,
Moebius,
John Holt,
The J.B.'s,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Cymande,
Crispian St. Peters,
Agitation Free,
The Beau Brummels,
The Blues Magoos,
Judy Mowatt,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Joy Division,
Ituana,
Black Sheep,
Todd Rundgren,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Chrome,
Arab on Radar,
Tears for Fears,
World's Most,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gabor Szabo,
Country Teasers,
Matthew Halsall,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ultra Naté,
Technova,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.