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 Haiti and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 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 Fluxion to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
PIL,
Mars,
Kaleidoscope,
Boredoms,
Con Funk Shun,
Jacques Brel,
Public Enemy,
Michelle Simonal,
Ultravox,
The Last Poets,
Wally Richardson,
Tomorrow,
Glenn Branca,
Young Marble Giants,
The Red Krayola,
Big Daddy Kane,
Hasil Adkins,
These Immortal Souls,
The Index,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Peter & Gordon,
Todd Terry,
Bobby Byrd,
The Vogues,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Quantec,
Mission of Burma,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Count Five,
Steve Hackett,
Fort Wilson Riot,
DNA,
Harmonia,
Talk Talk,
MDC,
The Pretty Things,
Oneida,
the Germs,
Schoolly D,
Hardrive,
Sam Rivers,
Gang Starr,
Amon Düül II,
Roxette,
Yusef Lateef,
Monks,
Reuben Wilson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
F. McDonald,
Second Layer,
Grauzone,
Nas,
Circle Jerks,
Isaac Hayes,
Severed Heads,
Fad Gadget,
The Residents,
Jerry's Kids,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash.
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.