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 Tonga and from Delhi.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ice-T to the grime 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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 spring reverb and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
Gang Starr,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Dark Day,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sugar Minott,
Public Enemy,
Juan Atkins,
Delon & Dalcan,
Robert Hood,
Minutemen,
Fatback Band,
Tears for Fears,
Black Pus,
Patti Smith,
The Invisible,
Janne Schatter,
Make Up,
ABC,
Eurythmics,
The Selecter,
Stereo Dub,
Judy Mowatt,
The Mojo Men,
Symarip,
Marine Girls,
The Gories,
Hashim,
Maurizio,
Delta 5,
Spoonie Gee,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sandy B,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Misunderstood,
Sparks,
Funkadelic,
The Blues Magoos,
Section 25,
FM Einheit,
The Fire Engines,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Morten Harket,
Goldenarms,
James White and The Blacks,
Crispian St. Peters,
Andrew Hill,
Malaria!,
The United States of America,
The Offenders,
The Standells,
Flash Fearless,
Erasure,
Lucky Dragons,
Jacques Brel,
Basic Channel,
Archie Shepp,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Kinks,
Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus.
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.