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 Mali and from Bologna.
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 Stockholm and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 oboe 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 Flipper to the disco 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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nik Kershaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ice-T,
Dual Sessions,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Amon Düül II,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sällskapet,
T. Rex,
T.S.O.L.,
Hasil Adkins,
Gang Starr,
FM Einheit,
Soul Sonic Force,
Cymande,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Mummies,
The Mojo Men,
Johnny Osbourne,
Isaac Hayes,
Eric Dolphy,
Mars,
The Barracudas,
Drexciya,
Mad Mike,
Prince Buster,
Lucky Dragons,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Invisible,
Nas,
Theoretical Girls,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Underground Resistance,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Smog,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Searchers,
Oblivians,
The Walker Brothers,
R.M.O.,
Scrapy,
The Zeros,
The Real Kids,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Neon Judgement,
James White and The Blacks,
Gang of Four,
Thee Headcoats,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Don Cherry,
Traffic Nightmare,
Amazonics,
These Immortal Souls,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lungfish,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Black Pus,
Absolute Body Control,
Camouflage,
X-102,
U.S. Maple,
Arab on Radar,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.