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 El Salvador and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 Lagos and Copenhagen.
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 Lou Reed 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 Smiths to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band. All the underground hits.
All The Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Warsaw,
Dennis Brown,
Moebius,
The Doors,
Man Eating Sloth,
Silicon Teens,
Ornette Coleman,
Radiohead,
Hasil Adkins,
Quantec,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Alphaville,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Janne Schatter,
The Cramps,
Iggy Pop,
Ken Boothe,
FM Einheit,
Arthur Verocai,
U.S. Maple,
Boz Scaggs,
Guru Guru,
Curtis Mayfield,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bobby Byrd,
La Düsseldorf,
Slick Rick,
The Names,
The Index,
Symarip,
Section 25,
Leonard Cohen,
The Human League,
Jesper Dahlback,
This Heat,
Blancmange,
Dead Boys,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Country Teasers,
the Normal,
Jeff Lynne,
Outsiders,
Davy DMX,
Donald Byrd,
Michelle Simonal,
Yellowson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Grey Daturas,
The Gories,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kayak,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Smoke,
E-Dancer,
Gil Scott Heron,
Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science.
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.