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 Austria and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Holger Czukay 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 Joensuu 1685 to the funk 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All The Last Poets tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mr. Review record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
The Smiths,
Parry Music,
ABC,
Arab on Radar,
Mission of Burma,
Danielle Patucci,
James White and The Blacks,
Cybotron,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Drexciya,
Eve St. Jones,
Warren Ellis,
MC5,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
A Certain Ratio,
Eli Mardock,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Television Personalities,
Bill Wells,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Slackers,
Marmalade,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Roy Ayers,
The Skatalites,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Seeds,
Marine Girls,
Masters at Work,
Cecil Taylor,
The Fuzztones,
Agent Orange,
Leonard Cohen,
T.S.O.L.,
Erasure,
Ice-T,
Aaron Thompson,
Tim Buckley,
Althea and Donna,
Main Source,
Stockholm Monsters,
Rosa Yemen,
Organ,
Pagans,
The Offenders,
Yusef Lateef,
the Sonics,
Godley & Creme,
Country Teasers,
The Gap Band,
Bobby Sherman,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Barracudas,
Tres Demented,
Connie Case,
Radio Birdman,
Metal Thangz,
Neu!,
Au Pairs,
Loose Ends,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.