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 Chad and from Copenhagen.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare 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 Scientists to the funk 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 Gil Scott Heron. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
The Slackers,
The Monochrome Set,
R.M.O.,
Make Up,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Slits,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Fatback Band,
Reuben Wilson,
Kaleidoscope,
The Human League,
Soul II Soul,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Siglo XX,
Bad Manners,
Albert Ayler,
Stiv Bators,
Pussy Galore,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Radio Birdman,
Wasted Youth,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
June Days,
Leonard Cohen,
Deakin,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Cramps,
Suicide,
Rufus Thomas,
Fugazi,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Angry Samoans,
Main Source,
Khruangbin,
Davy DMX,
Easy Going,
Icehouse,
EPMD,
The Walker Brothers,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Remains,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Au Pairs,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Morten Harket,
The Trojans,
Wings,
The Tremeloes,
Cal Tjader,
Eden Ahbez,
Gang Starr,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Guru Guru,
Soulsonic Force,
Sixth Finger,
China Crisis,
Accadde A,
Terry Callier,
Judy Mowatt,
Gang Gang Dance,
Jesper Dahlback,
DJ Sneak,
Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.
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.