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 Botswana and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 güiro 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 Fear 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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.
All The Mighty Diamonds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stiv Bators,
Los Fastidios,
World's Most,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Public Image Ltd.,
One Last Wish,
Barrington Levy,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Patti Smith,
Sight & Sound,
Anthony Braxton,
Jeru the Damaja,
Swans,
The Count Five,
The American Breed,
The Doors,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Monks,
Soul II Soul,
Sixth Finger,
Kas Product,
Maleditus Sound,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Selecter,
Motorama,
Quantec,
Kurtis Blow,
Radio Birdman,
The Durutti Column,
Freddie Wadling,
Todd Rundgren,
Von Mondo,
Index,
Rufus Thomas,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eurythmics,
Infiniti,
Swell Maps,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Flash Fearless,
Lou Christie,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Dead C,
The Misunderstood,
Todd Terry,
Sarah Menescal,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Neil Young,
New Age Steppers,
Trumans Water,
Marmalade,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sandy B,
Nation of Ulysses,
Roger Hodgson,
PIL,
Minny Pops,
X-102,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Saints,
Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson.
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.