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 Russia and from Toronto.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the snare 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the grime 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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Mr. Review tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Green record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mighty Diamonds,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Modern Lovers,
Pylon,
Sugar Minott,
The Music Machine,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
John Coltrane,
Swell Maps,
Pharoah Sanders,
Rakim,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sparks,
Flipper,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pantytec,
Crispy Ambulance,
Television Personalities,
The Zeros,
Fugazi,
Todd Rundgren,
Eric Dolphy,
The Knickerbockers,
Black Sheep,
Half Japanese,
Terry Callier,
The Velvet Underground,
Bill Near,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jeru the Damaja,
H. Thieme,
E-Dancer,
Throbbing Gristle,
Arab on Radar,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Franke,
Crime,
Parry Music,
Grandmaster Flash,
Masters at Work,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Slits,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Cramps,
Terrestrial Tones,
John Lydon,
Boz Scaggs,
The United States of America,
the Bar-Kays,
Brand Nubian,
Ralphi Rosario,
Cecil Taylor,
Marshall Jefferson,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Vladislav Delay,
Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai.
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.