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 Malawi and from Mexico City.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 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 Slave to the dance 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 Fatback Band. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fuzztones,
UT,
Sugar Minott,
Surgeon,
Wasted Youth,
Gichy Dan,
The Martian,
Jesper Dahlback,
Mr. Review,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Radiohead,
New Age Steppers,
Suburban Knight,
Das Ding,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Malaria!,
The Trojans,
the Soft Cell,
Peter and Kerry,
Shoche,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Hashim,
Tomorrow,
Sandy B,
David Bowie,
Alton Ellis,
Parry Music,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Thompson Twins,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sonic Youth,
Mo-Dettes,
Agent Orange,
Aural Exciters,
Boredoms,
The Names,
Funkadelic,
ABBA,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Pantaleimon,
Soul II Soul,
Quando Quango,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Boz Scaggs,
H. Thieme,
Alphaville,
Bill Wells,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Altered Images,
Peter & Gordon,
Marshall Jefferson,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Velvet Underground,
DJ Style,
Swans,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Black Flag,
Reuben Wilson,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.