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 Albania and from Manchester.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 organ 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 Gregory Isaacs to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Bobby Womack. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stiv Bators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wings,
The Golliwogs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Adolescents,
Shuggie Otis,
Kenny Larkin,
Delta 5,
Make Up,
Piero Umiliani,
MC5,
Mad Mike,
Curtis Mayfield,
Judy Mowatt,
Technova,
Vainqueur,
Oblivians,
These Immortal Souls,
The Blackbyrds,
Terry Callier,
The Searchers,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ralphi Rosario,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Darondo,
Flipper,
Ultravox,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Sonics,
Yusef Lateef,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sandy B,
Don Cherry,
The Modern Lovers,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kas Product,
The New Christs,
The Five Americans,
Arab on Radar,
The Misunderstood,
Roxette,
The Smiths,
The Gladiators,
Danielle Patucci,
The Move,
The Skatalites,
Electric Prunes,
Sällskapet,
The Fuzztones,
Andrew Hill,
PIL,
June of 44,
Marvin Gaye,
Kool Moe Dee,
Hoover,
Bush Tetras,
Vladislav Delay,
Saccharine Trust,
Absolute Body Control,
Interpol,
Schoolly D,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.