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 Andorra and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Associates to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Black Sheep. All the underground hits.
All Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Banda Bassotti,
Godley & Creme,
CMW,
The Index,
The Cramps,
June of 44,
Moss Icon,
Patti Smith,
MC5,
The Gap Band,
Aural Exciters,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Janne Schatter,
OOIOO,
Stereo Dub,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Slits,
Fugazi,
Colin Newman,
Thompson Twins,
Depeche Mode,
Rufus Thomas,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Move,
The Standells,
Rotary Connection,
Eric B and Rakim,
Aaron Thompson,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Minutemen,
A Certain Ratio,
Fela Kuti,
The Dead C,
X-101,
Brothers Johnson,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Alice Coltrane,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Dorothy Ashby,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Minny Pops,
Surgeon,
Audionom,
The Busters,
Fat Boys,
Mantronix,
Blancmange,
Lucky Dragons,
the Swans,
Faraquet,
Amon Düül II,
Technova,
Eric Copeland,
Oneida,
Unwound,
Moebius,
Harpers Bizarre,
Todd Terry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Doobie Brothers,
Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios.
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.