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 Portugal and from Bologna.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Ralphi Rosario to the electroclash 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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Fania All-Stars 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terry Callier record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stockholm Monsters,
Cymande,
Slick Rick,
Juan Atkins,
Scrapy,
Eric Dolphy,
Albert Ayler,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Music Machine,
Pagans,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
John Cale,
The Blackbyrds,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gichy Dan,
Fat Boys,
Make Up,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Royal Trux,
The Electric Prunes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Electric Prunes,
The Index,
Smog,
Darondo,
Adolescents,
New Age Steppers,
Thee Headcoats,
Todd Terry,
Yaz,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Wings,
kango's stein massive,
Aloha Tigers,
The Victims,
Q and Not U,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sugar Minott,
the Association,
The Mummies,
Camouflage,
Silicon Teens,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Nirvana,
Heaven 17,
The Monochrome Set,
Sight & Sound,
Sexual Harrassment,
Cecil Taylor,
Hashim,
Das Ding,
Sam Rivers,
Fear,
David McCallum,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Seeds,
Bob Dylan,
Maurizio,
This Heat,
DNA,
Johnny Clarke,
Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine.
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.