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 Singapore and from Seoul.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Fela Kuti 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 Real Kids. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx 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 an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a D'Angelo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Enemy,
Jacques Brel,
Kaleidoscope,
The Star Department,
Underground Resistance,
DNA,
Animal Collective,
the Association,
Urselle,
Pulsallama,
Jerry's Kids,
Roxy Music,
The Leaves,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ossler,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Q and Not U,
Letta Mbulu,
OOIOO,
Echospace,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Whodini,
Kool Moe Dee,
MDC,
Intrusion,
June of 44,
Rekid,
The Busters,
PIL,
Al Stewart,
The Fall,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ludus,
The Mojo Men,
Lower 48,
Barbara Tucker,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lebanon Hanover,
Faust,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Brand Nubian,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Livin' Joy,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Fania All-Stars,
Easy Going,
The Techniques,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pantaleimon,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Evens,
Icehouse,
John Holt,
Shoche,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Cluster,
Los Fastidios,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.