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 Turkey and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 rhodes 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 Easy Going 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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All OOIOO tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slave record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Yusef Lateef,
Kerri Chandler,
Grauzone,
Wasted Youth,
Glenn Branca,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Altered Images,
Sonic Youth,
June Days,
Mars,
Echospace,
the Normal,
The Human League,
The Five Americans,
Bizarre Inc.,
Basic Channel,
The Dead C,
Gang of Four,
The Misunderstood,
Adolescents,
Neil Young,
Max Romeo,
Drexciya,
Public Image Ltd.,
Reuben Wilson,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Godley & Creme,
The New Christs,
Sight & Sound,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Vainqueur,
Anakelly,
the Sonics,
Iggy Pop,
Rod Modell,
Kenny Larkin,
Wings,
Mission of Burma,
Black Sheep,
The Dirtbombs,
Spandau Ballet,
Black Moon,
Malaria!,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Remains,
Eden Ahbez,
Donny Hathaway,
Ice-T,
Eric Copeland,
John Coltrane,
The Litter,
Marshall Jefferson,
Juan Atkins,
Soulsonic Force,
Gang Starr,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Essential Logic,
Lower 48,
Kaleidoscope,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.