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 Monaco and from Mumbai.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Accra.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Heavy D & The Boyz to the dance 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 Kerrie Biddell. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeru the Damaja record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Starr,
the Sonics,
The Five Americans,
Letta Mbulu,
PIL,
Todd Rundgren,
Electric Prunes,
Scott Walker,
Bauhaus,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fad Gadget,
Kas Product,
The Remains,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Freddie Wadling,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
John Cale,
The Star Department,
Niagra,
Michelle Simonal,
Darondo,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Isaac Hayes,
Lucky Dragons,
Soft Machine,
Delon & Dalcan,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Black Sheep,
The Last Poets,
Blake Baxter,
Bill Near,
Cheater Slicks,
Thompson Twins,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Busters,
Arcadia,
Supertramp,
Young Marble Giants,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Sound,
Siglo XX,
The New Christs,
Skriet,
Negative Approach,
Yazoo,
Wolf Eyes,
Lebanon Hanover,
Radiohead,
Youth Brigade,
Ornette Coleman,
the Normal,
The Alarm Clocks,
Kool Moe Dee,
Toni Rubio,
Model 500,
Patti Smith,
Brick,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Matthew Halsall,
Sarah Menescal,
Severed Heads,
Stereo Dub,
Soft Cell,
Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin.
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.