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 Jordan and from Seoul.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Robert Hood to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spoonie Gee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Max Romeo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Sun Ra,
Isaac Hayes,
Gastr Del Sol,
Los Fastidios,
The Gladiators,
The Smiths,
The Selecter,
Bobby Sherman,
Gabor Szabo,
The Skatalites,
Letta Mbulu,
Clear Light,
Piero Umiliani,
Schoolly D,
T.S.O.L.,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Pop Group,
Michelle Simonal,
ABC,
La Düsseldorf,
Lucky Dragons,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Kinks,
Buzzcocks,
10cc,
Black Bananas,
Siglo XX,
Harry Pussy,
Erasure,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
L. Decosne,
Kas Product,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sällskapet,
Skarface,
Oblivians,
Eric B and Rakim,
PIL,
Infiniti,
Khruangbin,
John Foxx,
Alice Coltrane,
Warsaw,
Alton Ellis,
The Misunderstood,
Magma,
Lee Hazlewood,
Marc Almond,
the Swans,
The New Christs,
Bizarre Inc.,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Music Machine,
Audionom,
Nik Kershaw,
Tom Boy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
E-Dancer,
Kurtis Blow,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.