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 Panama and from Cairo.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Byron Stingily to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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 Cowsills,
The Human League,
DJ Style,
Drexciya,
David Axelrod,
Nirvana,
Tubeway Army,
The Selecter,
Sam Rivers,
Cybotron,
The Beau Brummels,
Skriet,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Idris Muhammad,
Arab on Radar,
The Fall,
Rod Modell,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Sound,
Popol Vuh,
Funky Four + One,
Fatback Band,
Sun City Girls,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Star Department,
Surgeon,
Porter Ricks,
The Gladiators,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Doobie Brothers,
Con Funk Shun,
Eric B and Rakim,
Boredoms,
Reagan Youth,
The Music Machine,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Letta Mbulu,
Clear Light,
Leonard Cohen,
Glambeats Corp.,
Intrusion,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
John Lydon,
Sarah Menescal,
Matthew Halsall,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Danielle Patucci,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Tomorrow,
Johnny Clarke,
Fluxion,
JFA,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gastr Del Sol,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Mummies,
Eric Copeland,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Flamin' Groovies,
Patti Smith,
Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott.
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.