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 Kenya and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Paris.
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 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 Connie Case to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ken Boothe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Intrusion,
Curtis Mayfield,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Patti Smith,
Excepter,
The Associates,
Robert Wyatt,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Massinfluence,
Peter & Gordon,
the Association,
Maleditus Sound,
Fluxion,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Juan Atkins,
The Knickerbockers,
Desert Stars,
X-Ray Spex,
Yaz,
Vladislav Delay,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Index,
Pagans,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bill Wells,
These Immortal Souls,
Reuben Wilson,
Sam Rivers,
Archie Shepp,
Cameo,
Kool Moe Dee,
Godley & Creme,
Kevin Saunderson,
B.T. Express,
Susan Cadogan,
Aural Exciters,
Yazoo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jandek,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Cymande,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
T.S.O.L.,
Country Teasers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Flipper,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bizarre Inc.,
the Normal,
The Fuzztones,
Sällskapet,
Derrick May,
R.M.O.,
Freddie Wadling,
The Divine Comedy,
Amon Düül II,
Minutemen,
The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club.
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.