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 Mali and from Lyon.
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 Seoul and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Derrick Morgan to the jazz 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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Ronnie Foster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Peanut Butter Conspiracy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grauzone,
Crash Course in Science,
Dennis Brown,
Alton Ellis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Five Americans,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Goldenarms,
UT,
Kerrie Biddell,
Eve St. Jones,
Hasil Adkins,
Robert Wyatt,
Scion,
Ten City,
Idris Muhammad,
Con Funk Shun,
Joyce Sims,
The Durutti Column,
Delta 5,
Bobby Byrd,
Laurel Aitken,
Sex Pistols,
Smog,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pantytec,
MDC,
Blancmange,
The Invisible,
Tres Demented,
Crime,
The Gun Club,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Doobie Brothers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Smoke,
Peter and Kerry,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Nirvana,
Q65,
Newcleus,
Spoonie Gee,
Moebius,
Marc Almond,
Flipper,
The Fugs,
Ralphi Rosario,
Warsaw,
Cluster,
Marine Girls,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
kango's stein massive,
the Fania All-Stars,
Second Layer,
Qualms,
Duran Duran,
Max Romeo,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ossler,
Shoche,
The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed.
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.