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 Tunisia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Girls At Our Best! to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kool Moe Dee. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 48th St. Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Aloha Tigers,
Amazonics,
Bronski Beat,
Yellowson,
Alton Ellis,
The Evens,
Derrick May,
Kerri Chandler,
Terry Callier,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lower 48,
Blake Baxter,
Wings,
Gregory Isaacs,
Soul II Soul,
Yaz,
Barclay James Harvest,
Funkadelic,
Glambeats Corp.,
Buzzcocks,
Essential Logic,
Quando Quango,
New York Dolls,
X-Ray Spex,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sonic Youth,
The Remains,
Simply Red,
Robert Görl,
Ice-T,
Lou Christie,
Fatback Band,
Pole,
Kurtis Blow,
8 Eyed Spy,
the Human League,
Bobby Womack,
Crime,
the Bar-Kays,
Todd Terry,
Nik Kershaw,
Infiniti,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Spoonie Gee,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Mojo Men,
Ultimate Spinach,
Freddie Wadling,
Dead Boys,
Stiv Bators,
Althea and Donna,
Soft Cell,
The Dirtbombs,
Archie Shepp,
Minor Threat,
Alice Coltrane,
Khruangbin,
Lucky Dragons,
Mandrill,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.