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 Tunisia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and New York.
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 808 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 The Walker Brothers to the rock 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 The Young Rascals. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
The Seeds,
Fela Kuti,
Man Eating Sloth,
Erasure,
Colin Newman,
Eddi Front,
L. Decosne,
Ornette Coleman,
Joey Negro,
The Slits,
Oneida,
FM Einheit,
Popol Vuh,
Todd Rundgren,
Toni Rubio,
Kurtis Blow,
Yusef Lateef,
Mission of Burma,
Nick Fraelich,
Sun Ra,
Barclay James Harvest,
Donald Byrd,
Ten City,
Gang Green,
Tears for Fears,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Shadows of Knight,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
A Certain Ratio,
the Fania All-Stars,
London Community Gospel Choir,
JFA,
Guru Guru,
Sixth Finger,
Youth Brigade,
Slick Rick,
Quando Quango,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lyres,
Altered Images,
Circle Jerks,
Spandau Ballet,
New Order,
Jawbox,
The Pretty Things,
China Crisis,
the Association,
Barry Ungar,
The Cowsills,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Icehouse,
The Offenders,
Jeff Mills,
The Busters,
Soul II Soul,
Reuben Wilson,
Lou Reed,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jacques Brel,
The Doors,
Scion,
Tommy Roe,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.