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 Georgia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 Halifax and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Davy DMX to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All Livin' Joy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Starr 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Last Poets record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Thompson Twins,
X-102,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Maurizio,
Flamin' Groovies,
E-Dancer,
Supertramp,
Harpers Bizarre,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ponytail,
Nick Fraelich,
Kevin Saunderson,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sam Rivers,
The Slits,
X-Ray Spex,
Funky Four + One,
Crash Course in Science,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Human League,
Echospace,
Khruangbin,
Bobby Womack,
LL Cool J,
Lebanon Hanover,
Absolute Body Control,
Darondo,
10cc,
Qualms,
JFA,
Judy Mowatt,
Rakim,
The Victims,
Black Bananas,
Sixth Finger,
The Pretty Things,
the Sonics,
Swans,
Cabaret Voltaire,
the Human League,
Visage,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Fatback Band,
The Flesh Eaters,
Kaleidoscope,
Suburban Knight,
The Skatalites,
Joey Negro,
Monolake,
Depeche Mode,
These Immortal Souls,
Infiniti,
Massinfluence,
The Fugs,
John Foxx,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Moss Icon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ten City,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.