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 Burundi and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 808 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 Aswad to the electroclash 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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All The Saints tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every London Community Gospel Choir record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scrapy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Rapeman,
James Chance & The Contortions,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Donald Byrd,
Con Funk Shun,
Arcadia,
Alison Limerick,
The Slits,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Quando Quango,
Brand Nubian,
Model 500,
Anthony Braxton,
Bill Wells,
Kenny Larkin,
The Young Rascals,
Joensuu 1685,
Roy Ayers,
Ken Boothe,
Spoonie Gee,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
MC5,
Lou Christie,
Todd Terry,
Mo-Dettes,
Outsiders,
Minor Threat,
John Coltrane,
Barrington Levy,
Arthur Verocai,
Tommy Roe,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Blackbyrds,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
the Bar-Kays,
Deepchord,
The Doobie Brothers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Massinfluence,
Piero Umiliani,
Franke,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Soulsonic Force,
U.S. Maple,
Fear,
E-Dancer,
Bad Manners,
Sällskapet,
Anakelly,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ultravox,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sarah Menescal,
Barclay James Harvest,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Swans,
Sight & Sound,
Sun City Girls,
The Barracudas,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Vogues,
Mandrill,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.