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 Gabon and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Remains. All the underground hits.
All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobbi Humphrey 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 güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sonic Youth,
The Evens,
Marcia Griffiths,
Thee Headcoats,
Suburban Knight,
Johnny Osbourne,
Prince Buster,
Bill Wells,
MC5,
Bad Manners,
Dave Gahan,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Magma,
Bizarre Inc.,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Moby Grape,
Sight & Sound,
the Fania All-Stars,
Deadbeat,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Flamin' Groovies,
Joyce Sims,
Radiohead,
Henry Cow,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Minor Threat,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Anakelly,
Susan Cadogan,
The Golliwogs,
Gang of Four,
The Mojo Men,
Danielle Patucci,
Cymande,
Rekid,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gil Scott Heron,
Theoretical Girls,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Litter,
Freddie Wadling,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lakeside,
Pylon,
Pharoah Sanders,
In Retrospect,
Make Up,
Radio Birdman,
The Velvet Underground,
Barbara Tucker,
Bill Near,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Amon Düül,
Godley & Creme,
Arab on Radar,
Duran Duran,
The American Breed,
Motorama,
DJ Sneak,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kerri Chandler,
Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.
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.