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 Guinea and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 organ 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 Ten City to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cowsills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mars,
Marvin Gaye,
Bad Manners,
Prince Buster,
The Skatalites,
The Busters,
The New Christs,
cv313,
Albert Ayler,
Monolake,
Moss Icon,
Von Mondo,
Amon Düül,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
T. Rex,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Velvet Underground,
The Walker Brothers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Durutti Column,
The Evens,
Ultravox,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Tom Boy,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Blossom Toes,
Easy Going,
Wolf Eyes,
Fear,
Moby Grape,
Shuggie Otis,
The Offenders,
U.S. Maple,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Vogues,
The Monks,
Soul Sonic Force,
Zero Boys,
Sun Ra,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ponytail,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Joey Negro,
Visage,
Eli Mardock,
Rapeman,
Isaac Hayes,
Freddie Wadling,
Jerry's Kids,
Scan 7,
Soul II Soul,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Yazoo,
Crispian St. Peters,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Delta 5,
Interpol,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.