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 Nicaragua and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Halifax.
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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Zapp to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Residents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masters at Work,
The Invisible,
Yazoo,
Rapeman,
Lou Reed,
Dark Day,
Negative Approach,
The Motions,
Q and Not U,
Shuggie Otis,
Darondo,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Roxy Music,
World's Most,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
JFA,
The Kinks,
Man Parrish,
Ronan,
Jacob Miller,
Amazonics,
8 Eyed Spy,
Symarip,
Au Pairs,
Camberwell Now,
Mo-Dettes,
Barrington Levy,
Bad Manners,
Eden Ahbez,
New Order,
Rhythm & Sound,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pantaleimon,
Scion,
Fatback Band,
Marvin Gaye,
The Smoke,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Excepter,
Alison Limerick,
The Dirtbombs,
Crime,
Pierre Henry,
Pylon,
The Gories,
Andrew Hill,
Soulsonic Force,
The Flesh Eaters,
Gastr Del Sol,
kango's stein massive,
Dawn Penn,
The Busters,
Johnny Clarke,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kas Product,
Heaven 17,
Bang On A Can,
Graham Central Station,
Marmalade,
Fugazi,
Eurythmics,
Girls At Our Best!,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.