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 Angola and from Halifax.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the theremin 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 Kayak to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mr. Review record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scratch Acid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Fania All-Stars,
Half Japanese,
Radiopuhelimet,
Max Romeo,
Echospace,
Loose Ends,
Q65,
Flamin' Groovies,
Joe Smooth,
Yaz,
FM Einheit,
Don Cherry,
Roger Hodgson,
Bobby Hutcherson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Reuben Wilson,
Youth Brigade,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Henry Cow,
The Vogues,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lungfish,
Clear Light,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Negative Approach,
The Happenings,
Danielle Patucci,
D'Angelo,
The Motions,
Niagra,
Barbara Tucker,
Surgeon,
Ronan,
The Barracudas,
Dawn Penn,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Agitation Free,
Sun Ra,
Crispy Ambulance,
Unwound,
The Last Poets,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Technova,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Arcadia,
Nation of Ulysses,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gang Starr,
Joe Finger,
Index,
Robert Wyatt,
The Young Rascals,
Zero Boys,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Wings,
The Leaves,
Alison Limerick,
Das Ding,
Delta 5,
EPMD,
DJ Sneak,
Alice Coltrane,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.