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 Italy and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 chamberlin 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 Grauzone to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suicide record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Christie,
Procol Harum,
The United States of America,
Brand Nubian,
Basic Channel,
Moebius,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Desert Stars,
Icehouse,
Janne Schatter,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Marvin Gaye,
Ultra Naté,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Electric Prunes,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Suburban Knight,
Wolf Eyes,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bad Manners,
Soul Sonic Force,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Smiths,
Accadde A,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Smoke,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lungfish,
Dennis Brown,
David McCallum,
10cc,
Glenn Branca,
Terry Callier,
Chrome,
Animal Collective,
Cameo,
Joensuu 1685,
The Litter,
Sixth Finger,
Gabor Szabo,
CMW,
Byron Stingily,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Idris Muhammad,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Soulsonic Force,
Talk Talk,
Country Teasers,
Yazoo,
The Index,
Gregory Isaacs,
Vladislav Delay,
Can,
Sun Ra,
Howard Jones,
Kool Moe Dee,
Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans.
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.