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 Iraq and from Glasgow.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 Fugazi to the techno 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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Residents 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 an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Theoretical Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Desert Stars,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kas Product,
Rites of Spring,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sister Nancy,
The Velvet Underground,
Nas,
Sonic Youth,
One Last Wish,
Reagan Youth,
Intrusion,
Mad Mike,
The Count Five,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Banda Bassotti,
Janne Schatter,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Eden Ahbez,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Skatalites,
Ponytail,
Groovy Waters,
Average White Band,
Amon Düül,
Skaos,
Stockholm Monsters,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Magazine,
The Slits,
The Young Rascals,
Subhumans,
Khruangbin,
Crooked Eye,
The Modern Lovers,
Stereo Dub,
Alison Limerick,
kango's stein massive,
Robert Wyatt,
Jeff Mills,
Echospace,
The Evens,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Doobie Brothers,
H. Thieme,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
ABBA,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Quadrant,
Crispian St. Peters,
Delta 5,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Guru Guru,
Make Up,
Jeff Lynne,
Heaven 17,
Bill Near,
The Knickerbockers,
Neil Young,
Kaleidoscope,
the Normal,
Mantronix,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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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.