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 Gambia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 David Bowie 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 Tomorrow to the grime 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 The Motions. All the underground hits.
All Boogie Down Productions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MDC,
Eric Dolphy,
The Human League,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Fire Engines,
Derrick Morgan,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Golliwogs,
Lou Christie,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Adolescents,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Magma,
Reuben Wilson,
Flipper,
Kevin Saunderson,
Grey Daturas,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
John Coltrane,
Lalo Schifrin,
Robert Hood,
Joe Finger,
Dennis Brown,
The Beau Brummels,
The Blackbyrds,
World's Most,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Hoover,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Darondo,
Sex Pistols,
The Smiths,
Fatback Band,
Piero Umiliani,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Monolake,
Sarah Menescal,
The Invisible,
David Axelrod,
China Crisis,
Joe Smooth,
Archie Shepp,
Kerrie Biddell,
Cheater Slicks,
UT,
Bobby Womack,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Star Department,
Black Bananas,
Moby Grape,
K-Klass,
B.T. Express,
Chris Corsano,
Max Romeo,
Joey Negro,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Stetsasonic,
Cymande,
Hardrive,
The Cramps,
Make Up,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.