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 Kosovo and from Lyon.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Roy Ayers to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lindisfarne. All the underground hits.
All Don Cherry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
X-101,
Danielle Patucci,
E-Dancer,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sonic Youth,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
KRS-One,
Arcadia,
The Cure,
Section 25,
Babytalk,
Magazine,
The Mummies,
Lucky Dragons,
Avey Tare,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Joyce Sims,
Altered Images,
Surgeon,
Colin Newman,
Leonard Cohen,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Con Funk Shun,
Janne Schatter,
The Seeds,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Stockholm Monsters,
Zapp,
The Music Machine,
Bauhaus,
the Sonics,
Organ,
Peter and Kerry,
The Gladiators,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gregory Isaacs,
Charles Mingus,
The Shadows of Knight,
Gang Green,
Angry Samoans,
Funkadelic,
The Toasters,
The Raincoats,
Crispian St. Peters,
June Days,
Fela Kuti,
Yazoo,
Joe Finger,
D'Angelo,
Brothers Johnson,
Average White Band,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Black Moon,
Desert Stars,
Radiohead,
Black Flag,
Minnie Riperton,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
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Todd Terry,
Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis.
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.