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 Chile and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 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 Tubeway Army to the rap 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 the Association. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tim Buckley record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fortunes,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lebanon Hanover,
June Days,
The Golliwogs,
Barclay James Harvest,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Siglo XX,
Idris Muhammad,
Soul II Soul,
The Velvet Underground,
The Offenders,
The Gun Club,
Second Layer,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Reagan Youth,
Sällskapet,
The Moody Blues,
Kaleidoscope,
Qualms,
The Happenings,
In Retrospect,
Pole,
kango's stein massive,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scrapy,
Lalo Schifrin,
Quadrant,
Black Sheep,
World's Most,
Drexciya,
Aloha Tigers,
Brothers Johnson,
Von Mondo,
Reuben Wilson,
Index,
LL Cool J,
Alice Coltrane,
Shuggie Otis,
Juan Atkins,
Soulsonic Force,
The Seeds,
Boredoms,
Henry Cow,
Duran Duran,
Outsiders,
David Bowie,
Black Pus,
Flipper,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Barracudas,
Ken Boothe,
The Angels of Light,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Blossom Toes,
Eden Ahbez,
Dark Day,
The Mojo Men,
The Kinks,
The Smiths,
Althea and Donna,
The Raincoats,
Arthur Verocai,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work.
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.