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 Sweden and from Manila.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Man Eating Sloth to the jazz 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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Accadde A record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Fugs,
The Gap Band,
Altered Images,
Dual Sessions,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Barbara Tucker,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Niagra,
World's Most,
Stereo Dub,
Model 500,
Jacques Brel,
The Barracudas,
Cybotron,
Peter & Gordon,
Harpers Bizarre,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Dennis Brown,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Raincoats,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sparks,
Hashim,
Wolf Eyes,
R.M.O.,
Alton Ellis,
MDC,
D'Angelo,
Scion,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Fad Gadget,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Busters,
Ultra Naté,
The Names,
Kurtis Blow,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sly & The Family Stone,
New Order,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Hot Snakes,
The Smiths,
The Trojans,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Camberwell Now,
Gabor Szabo,
The Tremeloes,
Suburban Knight,
The Misunderstood,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Sonics,
Subhumans,
Chris & Cosey,
Crispian St. Peters,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.