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 Malta and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 Copenhagen and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Index to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pussy Galore. All the underground hits.
All The Jesus and Mary Chain tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Slits,
The Happenings,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Angry Samoans,
Jeff Mills,
Technova,
Siglo XX,
Icehouse,
Max Romeo,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Zapp,
Rhythm & Sound,
Wasted Youth,
John Holt,
Davy DMX,
DJ Style,
Alphaville,
Spandau Ballet,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
8 Eyed Spy,
Gregory Isaacs,
Cal Tjader,
The Velvet Underground,
Funkadelic,
Surgeon,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Roger Hodgson,
the Germs,
Organ,
Eurythmics,
X-101,
LL Cool J,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eli Mardock,
Mantronix,
U.S. Maple,
Talk Talk,
Mo-Dettes,
Ken Boothe,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Black Dice,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pharoah Sanders,
Newcleus,
Albert Ayler,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Colin Newman,
Crash Course in Science,
Brothers Johnson,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Heaven 17,
Robert Wyatt,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Birthday Party,
Donald Byrd,
DJ Sneak,
The Blues Magoos,
Rekid,
Maleditus Sound,
Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.
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.