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 Indonesia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 Second Layer to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nico 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DNA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faust,
Jimmy McGriff,
Roy Ayers,
Lebanon Hanover,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Zero Boys,
Bill Near,
The Kinks,
Iggy Pop,
Icehouse,
Morten Harket,
Wire,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ice-T,
T.S.O.L.,
Basic Channel,
Bobby Sherman,
Pylon,
The Detroit Cobras,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kas Product,
The Human League,
Amazonics,
Funky Four + One,
Cameo,
OOIOO,
Kurtis Blow,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Blues Magoos,
Blossom Toes,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lyres,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Monks,
The Modern Lovers,
Delta 5,
Motorama,
Moby Grape,
Unwound,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Reagan Youth,
Alphaville,
Lucky Dragons,
The Cosmic Jokers,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Carl Craig,
Gong,
K-Klass,
Stockholm Monsters,
Hasil Adkins,
The Slits,
The Index,
Prince Buster,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Stereo Dub,
Kevin Saunderson,
Von Mondo,
The Music Machine,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.