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 Guyana and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 oboe 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 Kool Moe Dee to the rock 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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Peanut Butter Conspiracy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pagans,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
R.M.O.,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Joey Negro,
Man Eating Sloth,
Robert Görl,
Depeche Mode,
The Saints,
The Fall,
These Immortal Souls,
Bootsy Collins,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Zero Boys,
Tim Buckley,
Derrick Morgan,
Second Layer,
Marcia Griffiths,
cv313,
The Pretty Things,
the Normal,
Fela Kuti,
Vainqueur,
Archie Shepp,
JFA,
Eric Copeland,
Country Teasers,
Girls At Our Best!,
Cameo,
MC5,
The Fire Engines,
Brand Nubian,
Harmonia,
Newcleus,
Piero Umiliani,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Star Department,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Todd Terry,
DJ Style,
Sun Ra,
Charles Mingus,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Electric Prunes,
Sparks,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bobby Byrd,
Roger Hodgson,
Unrelated Segments,
Kerri Chandler,
Moby Grape,
Das Ding,
Pet Shop Boys,
Jawbox,
Quadrant,
Ponytail,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Adolescents,
Robert Wyatt,
Ronan, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan.
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.