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 Djibouti and from Taipei.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Spokane.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
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 The Royal Family And The Poor to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Buckinghams. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a sitar and a theremin 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 rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
AZ,
The Motions,
Sexual Harrassment,
Boogie Down Productions,
The United States of America,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Unrelated Segments,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Black Pus,
Japan,
The Fugs,
Sonic Youth,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Malaria!,
David Axelrod,
Cameo,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Association,
Sam Rivers,
a-ha,
Rakim,
Amon Düül II,
K-Klass,
The Detroit Cobras,
Wasted Youth,
Kool Moe Dee,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Charles Mingus,
Judy Mowatt,
The Five Americans,
The Wake,
Eddi Front,
Nick Fraelich,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Joy Division,
Byron Stingily,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Black Dice,
DNA,
Agent Orange,
8 Eyed Spy,
X-101,
Negative Approach,
The Toasters,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lower 48,
Soft Cell,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Depeche Mode,
Chris & Cosey,
cv313,
Alison Limerick,
The Fall,
The Pretty Things,
the Sonics,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Pantytec,
The Names,
Jimmy McGriff,
Leonard Cohen,
Rufus Thomas,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.