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 Samoa and from Lagos.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the crunk 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 48th St. Collective. All the underground hits.
All Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Copeland record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
PIL,
Metal Thangz,
Aural Exciters,
Kenny Larkin,
Ohio Players,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Frankie Knuckles,
Supertramp,
Gong,
Desert Stars,
Arab on Radar,
Trumans Water,
Oblivians,
The Electric Prunes,
Junior Murvin,
Mantronix,
Brass Construction,
Kas Product,
Max Romeo,
Byron Stingily,
kango's stein massive,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Scott Walker,
The Fuzztones,
Can,
Magma,
DNA,
Von Mondo,
Fluxion,
Traffic Nightmare,
Inner City,
Sexual Harrassment,
X-Ray Spex,
Skriet,
The Mojo Men,
These Immortal Souls,
Fugazi,
H. Thieme,
Todd Terry,
Franke,
Robert Hood,
The Cure,
Chris & Cosey,
Duran Duran,
Jawbox,
DJ Style,
Pet Shop Boys,
Depeche Mode,
The Moody Blues,
Niagra,
Thee Headcoats,
Delta 5,
Stockholm Monsters,
Whodini,
Make Up,
cv313,
Maurizio,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Normal,
Fela Kuti,
Yazoo,
DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace.
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.