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 Greece and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the organ 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 Todd Terry to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Five Americans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nik Kershaw,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
David McCallum,
Funky Four + One,
X-Ray Spex,
Television Personalities,
Jawbox,
Mad Mike,
World's Most,
The Gories,
The Gun Club,
The Smiths,
T. Rex,
Roxy Music,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Happenings,
The Dead C,
Moebius,
Donny Hathaway,
Steve Hackett,
In Retrospect,
Malaria!,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Fugs,
One Last Wish,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
KRS-One,
Severed Heads,
Joey Negro,
Funkadelic,
Gang Green,
JFA,
Avey Tare,
Soul II Soul,
Saccharine Trust,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Mojo Men,
Bob Dylan,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Q and Not U,
Vladislav Delay,
Chris Corsano,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Camberwell Now,
Byron Stingily,
The Knickerbockers,
Drexciya,
10cc,
Max Romeo,
DJ Sneak,
The Pretty Things,
Idris Muhammad,
ABBA,
Eric Copeland,
Monolake,
Yellowson,
The Fuzztones,
D'Angelo,
Motorama,
Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes.
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.