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 Austria and from Spokane.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the grime 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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All The Vogues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiopuhelimet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Litter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June of 44,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Moody Blues,
Flamin' Groovies,
Saccharine Trust,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
R.M.O.,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
the Slits,
Joe Finger,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Altered Images,
Minor Threat,
Bizarre Inc.,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Grass Roots,
Ten City,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Searchers,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Tim Buckley,
Ituana,
Agent Orange,
Agitation Free,
John Cale,
Marc Almond,
New York Dolls,
John Coltrane,
Scion,
FM Einheit,
Dorothy Ashby,
Alton Ellis,
Delta 5,
ABC,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Tremeloes,
Nik Kershaw,
The Barracudas,
Erasure,
Das Ding,
Thee Headcoats,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sight & Sound,
Au Pairs,
Ponytail,
Goldenarms,
Kerrie Biddell,
Godley & Creme,
The Raincoats,
X-Ray Spex,
Man Parrish,
Soft Machine,
Blake Baxter,
LL Cool J,
The Shadows of Knight,
kango's stein massive,
Camberwell Now,
Skarface,
Peter & Gordon,
Neil Young,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.