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 Malawi and from Portland.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 organ 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 Motorama to the grime 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Don Cherry 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
The Sonics,
The Standells,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Five Americans,
Black Sheep,
Camberwell Now,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Laurel Aitken,
Duran Duran,
Gregory Isaacs,
Loose Ends,
Amon Düül,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Harry Pussy,
Malaria!,
Newcleus,
Eden Ahbez,
Yaz,
Kas Product,
Jimmy McGriff,
Dual Sessions,
Qualms,
Delta 5,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Pet Shop Boys,
David McCallum,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Donald Byrd,
Accadde A,
Pagans,
Popol Vuh,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Busters,
Scratch Acid,
Sun Ra,
Shoche,
Rufus Thomas,
Tommy Roe,
Crash Course in Science,
Toni Rubio,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Glambeats Corp.,
Fugazi,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Brick,
The Cure,
Minor Threat,
Bobby Byrd,
Sight & Sound,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Frankie Knuckles,
Television Personalities,
Davy DMX,
The Durutti Column,
Skaos,
Absolute Body Control,
Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light.
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.