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 Korea North and from Lyon.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Vainqueur to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lungfish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron 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 marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Supertramp,
Toni Rubio,
Motorama,
Nils Olav,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Flamin' Groovies,
Crash Course in Science,
Soul II Soul,
Ken Boothe,
Bronski Beat,
The Angels of Light,
Fugazi,
KRS-One,
PIL,
Terrestrial Tones,
Quadrant,
Basic Channel,
Byron Stingily,
Scion,
Janne Schatter,
Kas Product,
Deadbeat,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Misunderstood,
Electric Prunes,
The Birthday Party,
Gil Scott Heron,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Colin Newman,
Morten Harket,
Q65,
China Crisis,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Evens,
The Saints,
Sexual Harrassment,
U.S. Maple,
Pantytec,
Marvin Gaye,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Boogie Down Productions,
Aural Exciters,
Marine Girls,
Howard Jones,
Brass Construction,
Sight & Sound,
Maurizio,
Fela Kuti,
Talk Talk,
Rod Modell,
Jeff Mills,
Roxy Music,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Gories,
the Bar-Kays,
Max Romeo,
Fad Gadget,
Bobby Sherman,
The Remains, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains.
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.