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 Sierra Leone and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 arpeggiator 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 The Angels of Light to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 New Christs. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Khruangbin 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moody Blues,
Toni Rubio,
OOIOO,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ponytail,
Peter and Kerry,
Lalann,
Sister Nancy,
Saccharine Trust,
Charles Mingus,
The Gap Band,
John Cale,
New Age Steppers,
Marshall Jefferson,
U.S. Maple,
K-Klass,
Swell Maps,
The Stooges,
Hardrive,
Reagan Youth,
Boredoms,
The Birthday Party,
Big Daddy Kane,
Godley & Creme,
June of 44,
Buzzcocks,
Davy DMX,
The Monochrome Set,
Tomorrow,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The J.B.'s,
Deadbeat,
Pussy Galore,
Soft Machine,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bobby Sherman,
Mr. Review,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Josef K,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Robert Hood,
Quadrant,
Sparks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kaleidoscope,
The Leaves,
Steve Hackett,
Fat Boys,
Cabaret Voltaire,
David Axelrod,
The Techniques,
Gregory Isaacs,
Piero Umiliani,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kas Product,
Gerry Rafferty,
Derrick May,
Ken Boothe,
Popol Vuh,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Wasted Youth,
Y Pants,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.