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 Russia and from Spokane.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 linndrum 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 Eli Mardock to the disco 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 Simply Red. All the underground hits.
All The American Breed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
D'Angelo,
Duran Duran,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Smog,
The Litter,
Maurizio,
LL Cool J,
Index,
Tomorrow,
Altered Images,
Amazonics,
H. Thieme,
The J.B.'s,
Icehouse,
Los Fastidios,
Lebanon Hanover,
Fear,
The Mummies,
Ultra Naté,
Lyres,
The Gun Club,
Accadde A,
Peter and Kerry,
Khruangbin,
Harmonia,
Unwound,
Panda Bear,
The Leaves,
Q and Not U,
Half Japanese,
8 Eyed Spy,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Metal Thangz,
Man Eating Sloth,
Fat Boys,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Curtis Mayfield,
Banda Bassotti,
The Dead C,
Das Ding,
Silicon Teens,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Zero Boys,
Gang of Four,
The Moleskins,
Archie Shepp,
Scrapy,
the Bar-Kays,
the Swans,
Camouflage,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Mo-Dettes,
Cecil Taylor,
Severed Heads,
David McCallum,
Juan Atkins,
Oneida,
Marmalade,
Ossler,
The Birthday Party,
Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat.
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.