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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Fugazi to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Freddie Wadling. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gabor Szabo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
Steve Hackett,
Dorothy Ashby,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
June of 44,
Can,
Marc Almond,
Girls At Our Best!,
Robert Görl,
Con Funk Shun,
Kaleidoscope,
Flash Fearless,
Wolf Eyes,
Bobby Byrd,
Wally Richardson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Soul Sonic Force,
John Holt,
Basic Channel,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Adolescents,
DJ Sneak,
The Shadows of Knight,
Scientists,
Ice-T,
Amon Düül,
The New Christs,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Faust,
Eve St. Jones,
Ituana,
These Immortal Souls,
Letta Mbulu,
Hasil Adkins,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Peter & Gordon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Five Americans,
X-Ray Spex,
Blake Baxter,
Tubeway Army,
Model 500,
Godley & Creme,
Alice Coltrane,
Prince Buster,
Moss Icon,
Liliput,
Youth Brigade,
Junior Murvin,
Easy Going,
The Doobie Brothers,
Maleditus Sound,
The Searchers,
Amazonics,
Morten Harket,
Ornette Coleman,
Wings,
Gong,
Tres Demented,
Au Pairs,
Delon & Dalcan,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.