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 Palau and from Hong Kong.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Liliput to the jazz 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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Unrelated Segments,
D'Angelo,
Swans,
The Doors,
Vladislav Delay,
Masters at Work,
Duran Duran,
The Neon Judgement,
The Pretty Things,
The Count Five,
a-ha,
Spandau Ballet,
10cc,
Bluetip,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Skaos,
Yazoo,
Moss Icon,
The Sound,
This Heat,
The Motions,
Cameo,
Yellowson,
Half Japanese,
Kayak,
Monolake,
A Certain Ratio,
Bronski Beat,
Tubeway Army,
Public Enemy,
Second Layer,
Gang Gang Dance,
Japan,
Prince Buster,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Eric Copeland,
Index,
Soulsonic Force,
The Offenders,
Kaleidoscope,
R.M.O.,
Judy Mowatt,
Tropical Tobacco,
Malaria!,
The Modern Lovers,
Ituana,
Darondo,
Bang On A Can,
PIL,
June Days,
Kerri Chandler,
Derrick Morgan,
In Retrospect,
The Knickerbockers,
The Invisible,
Flash Fearless,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Godley & Creme,
JFA,
Deadbeat,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.