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 Guinea and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 chamberlin 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 Shoche to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Wally Richardson. All the underground hits.
All Nas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Sneak 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 clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sugar Minott record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dark Day,
Pharoah Sanders,
Livin' Joy,
Throbbing Gristle,
Youth Brigade,
Eve St. Jones,
Marvin Gaye,
The Durutti Column,
Eric B and Rakim,
Angry Samoans,
David McCallum,
Hashim,
David Axelrod,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Monochrome Set,
The Smoke,
Zero Boys,
Joey Negro,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Misunderstood,
Tomorrow,
Yellowson,
World's Most,
Negative Approach,
The Five Americans,
Sonic Youth,
Soft Machine,
Deepchord,
The Raincoats,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Hot Snakes,
Con Funk Shun,
The Fortunes,
The Human League,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Pulsallama,
Johnny Osbourne,
Thompson Twins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Gladiators,
Monks,
Jandek,
The United States of America,
The Velvet Underground,
Technova,
Gil Scott Heron,
Khruangbin,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ohio Players,
The Knickerbockers,
Soul II Soul,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Theoretical Girls,
Moss Icon,
Bauhaus,
Boogie Down Productions,
AZ,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.