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 Kenya and from Toronto.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 John Coltrane to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All Porter Ricks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Angels of Light record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Yaz,
Drexciya,
Swell Maps,
Kas Product,
The Dead C,
Jeff Mills,
Aural Exciters,
Schoolly D,
Lucky Dragons,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Dave Clark Five,
Agent Orange,
Sam Rivers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Todd Terry,
The Evens,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jeff Lynne,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
D'Angelo,
The Move,
Black Pus,
Robert Wyatt,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Real Kids,
Bauhaus,
MC5,
Don Cherry,
Marvin Gaye,
Animal Collective,
Gastr Del Sol,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Peter and Kerry,
Tim Buckley,
KRS-One,
Ice-T,
Ken Boothe,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bluetip,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Suburban Knight,
Dark Day,
The Human League,
The Litter,
Sarah Menescal,
Sound Behaviour,
Roy Ayers,
Oneida,
The Walker Brothers,
Piero Umiliani,
Popol Vuh,
Magma,
Toni Rubio,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ponytail,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Clear Light,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.