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 Tunisia and from Delhi.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Soulsonic Force to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slits 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
The Dirtbombs,
Malaria!,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gang of Four,
Banda Bassotti,
Rakim,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Move,
Unrelated Segments,
The American Breed,
The Mojo Men,
a-ha,
UT,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Nirvana,
Amazonics,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lalo Schifrin,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Animal Collective,
The Evens,
Joe Finger,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Infiniti,
The Vogues,
8 Eyed Spy,
KRS-One,
Bootsy Collins,
Glambeats Corp.,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Nico,
Quando Quango,
Sandy B,
The Buckinghams,
Avey Tare,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pulsallama,
Gichy Dan,
Flamin' Groovies,
Peter & Gordon,
Absolute Body Control,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Wake,
Letta Mbulu,
ABC,
Graham Central Station,
Freddie Wadling,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sight & Sound,
Tres Demented,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Man Eating Sloth,
Girls At Our Best!,
Electric Prunes,
Nik Kershaw,
Patti Smith,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.