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 Brunei and from Tokyo.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 David Axelrod 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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacques Brel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aural Exciters,
Mr. Review,
Marshall Jefferson,
Goldenarms,
Pantytec,
Minutemen,
The Index,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Alison Limerick,
The Seeds,
The Angels of Light,
Charles Mingus,
Eli Mardock,
Steve Hackett,
Delon & Dalcan,
D'Angelo,
Metal Thangz,
Chrome,
Tom Boy,
Agent Orange,
Dark Day,
Brass Construction,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Black Dice,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Busters,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bootsy Collins,
Radiopuhelimet,
X-Ray Spex,
Fear,
The Knickerbockers,
Matthew Halsall,
Barbara Tucker,
T. Rex,
The Moody Blues,
Colin Newman,
Joey Negro,
Los Fastidios,
Fela Kuti,
Erykah Badu,
Fluxion,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Five Americans,
Babytalk,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Standells,
Iggy Pop,
Little Man,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Max Romeo,
One Last Wish,
Suburban Knight,
Grey Daturas,
Mad Mike,
A Certain Ratio,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.