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 Burkina and from Toronto.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 at the first Suicide 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 Lower 48 to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pole record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Gories,
Moby Grape,
Throbbing Gristle,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kaleidoscope,
Skaos,
Bauhaus,
the Association,
The New Christs,
Inner City,
David Axelrod,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ronnie Foster,
Liliput,
The Zeros,
Make Up,
Talk Talk,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Robert Görl,
Lou Reed,
Bobby Sherman,
Black Sheep,
Little Man,
kango's stein massive,
the Swans,
Japan,
Crooked Eye,
Moss Icon,
Cluster,
Nation of Ulysses,
Hardrive,
Skarface,
Urselle,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sight & Sound,
Jesper Dahlback,
Alton Ellis,
The Music Machine,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Cowsills,
Roxy Music,
David Bowie,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Barrington Levy,
Donny Hathaway,
OOIOO,
Goldenarms,
Wings,
Camouflage,
Hot Snakes,
Supertramp,
The Count Five,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Quadrant,
The Names,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Motorama,
The Victims,
Flipper,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kevin Saunderson,
Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton.
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.