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 Oman and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Holger Czukay 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 grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Motorama. All the underground hits.
All Letta Mbulu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sisters of Mercy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bronski Beat,
Ohio Players,
Smog,
The Invisible,
The J.B.'s,
Donny Hathaway,
H. Thieme,
Model 500,
Mr. Review,
The Music Machine,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Minutemen,
The Barracudas,
Bluetip,
Animal Collective,
Unrelated Segments,
Soul II Soul,
Nils Olav,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Radiohead,
Oneida,
Kurtis Blow,
DJ Sneak,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bill Wells,
Sun City Girls,
Monolake,
Grauzone,
Country Teasers,
KRS-One,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Happenings,
Ultravox,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Steve Hackett,
Adolescents,
Agent Orange,
Delta 5,
The Toasters,
Eddi Front,
David McCallum,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Japan,
Judy Mowatt,
Ultra Naté,
Eve St. Jones,
Prince Buster,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sandy B,
Aswad,
The Names,
Todd Terry,
Lebanon Hanover,
Parry Music,
Ornette Coleman,
Josef K,
8 Eyed Spy,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.