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 Antigua and from Calgary.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 theremin 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 X-101 to the jazz 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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All The Mummies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spandau Ballet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra 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?
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Scott Walker,
Sonny Sharrock,
China Crisis,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Scrapy,
Pantytec,
Bronski Beat,
Desert Stars,
Fatback Band,
Kaleidoscope,
Joyce Sims,
Public Image Ltd.,
Barrington Levy,
Graham Central Station,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gerry Rafferty,
Barbara Tucker,
Lou Reed,
Eden Ahbez,
Lucky Dragons,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Grass Roots,
Von Mondo,
KRS-One,
Donny Hathaway,
Reagan Youth,
Thompson Twins,
Y Pants,
Lee Hazlewood,
Todd Terry,
Rekid,
kango's stein massive,
T. Rex,
Marvin Gaye,
Negative Approach,
Faraquet,
Soul II Soul,
Royal Trux,
Judy Mowatt,
Albert Ayler,
The Sisters of Mercy,
a-ha,
Surgeon,
Lindisfarne,
David Bowie,
48th St. Collective,
Qualms,
Parry Music,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
U.S. Maple,
Youth Brigade,
Anthony Braxton,
Soulsonic Force,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Tom Boy,
The Residents,
The Leaves,
Rites of Spring,
Metal Thangz,
Radiopuhelimet,
Aswad, Aswad, Aswad, Aswad.
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.