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 Gabon and from Lagos.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Cramps. All the underground hits.
All Bang On A Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crooked Eye 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nik Kershaw,
Lyres,
Electric Prunes,
One Last Wish,
Alison Limerick,
Sixth Finger,
Ice-T,
T.S.O.L.,
Mad Mike,
Simply Red,
Procol Harum,
Trumans Water,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Black Moon,
Connie Case,
the Human League,
Brick,
Slick Rick,
Alton Ellis,
Skaos,
The Names,
Robert Wyatt,
CMW,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Radio Birdman,
Slave,
Bronski Beat,
Kerri Chandler,
Nation of Ulysses,
Public Enemy,
Fatback Band,
Gang of Four,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Subhumans,
U.S. Maple,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lucky Dragons,
The Techniques,
The Toasters,
Charles Mingus,
Faraquet,
Byron Stingily,
Whodini,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Tomorrow,
Isaac Hayes,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Camberwell Now,
Cluster,
Cal Tjader,
The Busters,
Ten City,
The Move,
The Five Americans,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Graham Central Station,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.