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 Vietnam and from Seoul.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ajijia Myrayebe to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Charles Mingus. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
Mars,
One Last Wish,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
X-102,
Scientists,
Sugar Minott,
Youth Brigade,
The Monks,
Swell Maps,
Deepchord,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Knickerbockers,
The Real Kids,
The Alarm Clocks,
Eden Ahbez,
Sexual Harrassment,
Magma,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Accadde A,
Second Layer,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Amazonics,
Fluxion,
Depeche Mode,
The Human League,
Pulsallama,
KRS-One,
The Smoke,
Joy Division,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Intrusion,
Chris Corsano,
Scrapy,
Joensuu 1685,
the Human League,
Duran Duran,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Reuben Wilson,
Public Image Ltd.,
T.S.O.L.,
Dual Sessions,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
L. Decosne,
The Pop Group,
U.S. Maple,
Skaos,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Suicide,
Urselle,
Kurtis Blow,
The Invisible,
Yusef Lateef,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Clear Light,
The Mojo Men,
The Tremeloes,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
48th St. Collective,
Flipper, Flipper, Flipper, Flipper.
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.