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 Kazakhstan and from Manila.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 sitar 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 Fad Gadget to the punk 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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All The Vogues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Hutcherson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Last Poets record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Doors,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Cowsills,
Max Romeo,
Monolake,
Joensuu 1685,
Cecil Taylor,
U.S. Maple,
Guru Guru,
Sound Behaviour,
Sugar Minott,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Moebius,
Susan Cadogan,
Fugazi,
Jerry's Kids,
Gang Gang Dance,
Black Sheep,
R.M.O.,
The Zeros,
Sam Rivers,
Silicon Teens,
Godley & Creme,
the Sonics,
Bluetip,
Severed Heads,
Urselle,
The Monochrome Set,
Pere Ubu,
Rufus Thomas,
China Crisis,
Outsiders,
Alison Limerick,
Symarip,
Bauhaus,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
ABC,
The Motions,
The Grass Roots,
Ultravox,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Parry Music,
Bizarre Inc.,
Maleditus Sound,
The Residents,
Infiniti,
Freddie Wadling,
Junior Murvin,
Organ,
Royal Trux,
Lucky Dragons,
These Immortal Souls,
Moby Grape,
Duran Duran,
Kurtis Blow,
Surgeon,
Man Parrish,
Subhumans,
The Neon Judgement,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Michelle Simonal,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.