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 Uganda and from Woodstock.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 theremin 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 Lou Reed to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dorothy Ashby 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Osbourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pretty Things,
The Gladiators,
Skriet,
The Blues Magoos,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
David Axelrod,
Saccharine Trust,
Camouflage,
Joensuu 1685,
Sister Nancy,
Robert Hood,
Max Romeo,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Grandmaster Flash,
Average White Band,
T. Rex,
The Victims,
Gang of Four,
Country Teasers,
Freddie Wadling,
Dorothy Ashby,
Kerrie Biddell,
Connie Case,
Television Personalities,
Eric B and Rakim,
Black Bananas,
Popol Vuh,
K-Klass,
Duran Duran,
The Buckinghams,
Eric Copeland,
The Beau Brummels,
Hardrive,
The Techniques,
Kenny Larkin,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Flamin' Groovies,
Von Mondo,
Jerry's Kids,
The Seeds,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Cowsills,
Crime,
Young Marble Giants,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ralphi Rosario,
Accadde A,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Monks,
Trumans Water,
Judy Mowatt,
Tommy Roe,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Television,
The United States of America,
Bizarre Inc.,
Thee Headcoats,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.