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 Philippines and from Beijing.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Andrew Hill to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All Radio Birdman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Misunderstood,
Scion,
The Invisible,
The Smoke,
Index,
The Tremeloes,
The Moleskins,
B.T. Express,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Echospace,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Doors,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Boogie Down Productions,
Toni Rubio,
Livin' Joy,
Iggy Pop,
The Selecter,
Sonic Youth,
Davy DMX,
Sound Behaviour,
the Germs,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Big Daddy Kane,
Al Stewart,
Nico,
Tomorrow,
Chris & Cosey,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Jawbox,
Janne Schatter,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Skaos,
Camberwell Now,
The Golliwogs,
Chris Corsano,
Pantaleimon,
Bobby Hutcherson,
New Age Steppers,
Intrusion,
The J.B.'s,
Excepter,
Marvin Gaye,
Roy Ayers,
Drexciya,
Liliput,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Urselle,
Second Layer,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lightning Bolt,
LL Cool J,
Bluetip,
Spoonie Gee,
Pulsallama,
Arthur Verocai,
The Raincoats,
Pylon,
Kayak,
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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.