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 Sierra Leone and from Manchester.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the dance 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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerrie Biddell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Near,
Rosa Yemen,
Marmalade,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Joensuu 1685,
The Flesh Eaters,
Flash Fearless,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Black Sheep,
Donald Byrd,
The Grass Roots,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bush Tetras,
Eve St. Jones,
Avey Tare,
48th St. Collective,
The Stooges,
Surgeon,
U.S. Maple,
Swell Maps,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Joyce Sims,
Jandek,
Skaos,
Shoche,
Desert Stars,
Khruangbin,
The Sonics,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tears for Fears,
a-ha,
Agitation Free,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Eli Mardock,
Roger Hodgson,
Arthur Verocai,
Thee Headcoats,
Joey Negro,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Minutemen,
R.M.O.,
E-Dancer,
Sun Ra,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Skatalites,
Television Personalities,
Metal Thangz,
Sonny Sharrock,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Slackers,
Dennis Brown,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Blackbyrds,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
John Holt,
The Motions,
Intrusion,
The Standells,
UT,
Sixth Finger,
CMW,
Lightning Bolt,
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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.