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 Turkey and from Mexico City.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 oboe 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 Brand Nubian 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 Henry Cow. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kayak,
Robert Wyatt,
Fluxion,
Maleditus Sound,
B.T. Express,
Al Stewart,
This Heat,
Hoover,
The Raincoats,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Grauzone,
Gang Green,
Brand Nubian,
Kool Moe Dee,
Cal Tjader,
Camouflage,
Derrick Morgan,
Adolescents,
Skriet,
The Walker Brothers,
Derrick May,
Jeff Lynne,
Bush Tetras,
The United States of America,
OOIOO,
Minor Threat,
Smog,
Yazoo,
Aaron Thompson,
D'Angelo,
Roy Ayers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Reuben Wilson,
Moss Icon,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Oblivians,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Music Machine,
The Leaves,
Anthony Braxton,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Liliput,
Colin Newman,
The Toasters,
The Trojans,
Max Romeo,
Absolute Body Control,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Wasted Youth,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Television Personalities,
48th St. Collective,
The Happenings,
Funkadelic,
These Immortal Souls,
Los Fastidios,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.