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 Swaziland and from Lille.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Tehran.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the oboe 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 Roxy Music to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Last Poets. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Ronan,
The Buckinghams,
The J.B.'s,
Brand Nubian,
Radiopuhelimet,
Harpers Bizarre,
Tommy Roe,
The Dave Clark Five,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Country Teasers,
Jacques Brel,
The Remains,
Lee Hazlewood,
D'Angelo,
Donald Byrd,
Robert Hood,
Throbbing Gristle,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Man Parrish,
The Searchers,
Monolake,
Marvin Gaye,
Electric Prunes,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Wolf Eyes,
Cecil Taylor,
Jimmy McGriff,
Jacob Miller,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
a-ha,
Mr. Review,
Pere Ubu,
Joy Division,
Althea and Donna,
Lindisfarne,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Mojo Men,
Idris Muhammad,
Peter and Kerry,
FM Einheit,
The Index,
the Slits,
Echospace,
Sixth Finger,
Roy Ayers,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Severed Heads,
New Order,
Dennis Brown,
Camouflage,
Leonard Cohen,
Iggy Pop,
The Cowsills,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Youth Brigade,
Arab on Radar,
Schoolly D,
the Germs,
Livin' Joy,
The Techniques,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.