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 Tuvalu and from Winnipeg.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Portland.
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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Brick to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Amon Düül. All the underground hits.
All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-102 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Enemy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
Infiniti,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Nik Kershaw,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sonic Youth,
The Seeds,
The Beau Brummels,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Music Machine,
Eve St. Jones,
The Invisible,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Fire Engines,
Harpers Bizarre,
Guru Guru,
Moss Icon,
The Five Americans,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
La Düsseldorf,
New Age Steppers,
Lalo Schifrin,
Whodini,
Marmalade,
Gang Green,
The Zeros,
Skaos,
Harmonia,
Boogie Down Productions,
a-ha,
Cybotron,
Jeru the Damaja,
Jesper Dahlback,
Al Stewart,
Black Bananas,
Ultra Naté,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Angels of Light,
Sugar Minott,
Sister Nancy,
Scrapy,
Laurel Aitken,
Scan 7,
T. Rex,
Rufus Thomas,
Tim Buckley,
Vladislav Delay,
Patti Smith,
The Pretty Things,
Scion,
Moby Grape,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Neil Young,
Scientists,
Aaron Thompson,
Lyres,
Kaleidoscope,
Donald Byrd,
Isaac Hayes,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms.
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.