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 Tonga and from London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Aswad to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Juan Atkins. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ornette Coleman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Con Funk Shun,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Lalann,
Jeff Lynne,
Scan 7,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rod Modell,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Juan Atkins,
T. Rex,
Donny Hathaway,
Susan Cadogan,
Kerri Chandler,
Hoover,
Accadde A,
Mad Mike,
48th St. Collective,
Stiv Bators,
John Holt,
Kaleidoscope,
The Invisible,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Chrome,
Bronski Beat,
Bob Dylan,
Y Pants,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
cv313,
The Beau Brummels,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Nas,
The Sonics,
Easy Going,
Roger Hodgson,
The Birthday Party,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Victims,
Yazoo,
Spandau Ballet,
the Fania All-Stars,
Marvin Gaye,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Eurythmics,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jawbox,
Popol Vuh,
Ultravox,
Symarip,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Soul II Soul,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Vogues,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bill Wells,
The Human League,
Outsiders,
Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks.
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.