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 Cyprus and from Sao Paulo.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Underground Resistance to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barclay James Harvest record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jimmy McGriff record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Quadrant,
Pulsallama,
Judy Mowatt,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Seeds,
Urselle,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Stiv Bators,
the Germs,
Bobby Sherman,
Boredoms,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Joey Negro,
Nick Fraelich,
Swell Maps,
The Doors,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Black Flag,
Panda Bear,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Roxette,
Stockholm Monsters,
Boogie Down Productions,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Malaria!,
Robert Hood,
Al Stewart,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Pop Group,
Au Pairs,
Infiniti,
Nas,
David McCallum,
Crispian St. Peters,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Vainqueur,
Joe Finger,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Negative Approach,
Sugar Minott,
Grey Daturas,
Average White Band,
FM Einheit,
Godley & Creme,
Porter Ricks,
Kas Product,
ABC,
Susan Cadogan,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Minny Pops,
Masters at Work,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.