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 Mozambique and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 güiro 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 Lalo Schifrin to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Country Joe & The Fish. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rites of Spring,
H. Thieme,
T. Rex,
Grauzone,
Parry Music,
New Age Steppers,
Colin Newman,
Chris & Cosey,
Todd Rundgren,
Soul II Soul,
Cybotron,
Black Moon,
Goldenarms,
The Fall,
Gil Scott Heron,
Wally Richardson,
Yaz,
Jeru the Damaja,
Public Enemy,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Curtis Mayfield,
Faraquet,
the Association,
Joyce Sims,
E-Dancer,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Arthur Verocai,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ultimate Spinach,
Intrusion,
Cal Tjader,
MDC,
Cameo,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bad Manners,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Main Source,
In Retrospect,
Graham Central Station,
Scratch Acid,
Gang of Four,
The Motions,
Rekid,
The Last Poets,
Deepchord,
Pantaleimon,
OOIOO,
Nas,
Subhumans,
Freddie Wadling,
Malaria!,
Supertramp,
The Blackbyrds,
Visage,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Mantronix,
Eli Mardock,
Animal Collective,
Kenny Larkin,
The Divine Comedy,
Kayak, Kayak, Kayak, Kayak.
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.