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 the UAE and from Columbus.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Con Funk Shun to the dance 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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lungfish 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
Rotary Connection,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Al Stewart,
Parry Music,
Faraquet,
The New Christs,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Electric Prunes,
Todd Rundgren,
Ossler,
Shoche,
Country Teasers,
Ronan,
Make Up,
Suburban Knight,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jeff Mills,
Saccharine Trust,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Fluxion,
Model 500,
The Names,
Crash Course in Science,
Aswad,
Sarah Menescal,
Zero Boys,
Black Bananas,
Negative Approach,
Soul Sonic Force,
Theoretical Girls,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Adolescents,
Minor Threat,
Kurtis Blow,
Thompson Twins,
Gichy Dan,
Liliput,
Fear,
Don Cherry,
Buzzcocks,
Deadbeat,
Johnny Clarke,
Colin Newman,
The Offenders,
Pantaleimon,
Avey Tare,
Hot Snakes,
Flipper,
The Birthday Party,
Joy Division,
Pierre Henry,
Porter Ricks,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Fire Engines,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lindisfarne,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Anakelly,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.