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 Uganda 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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Black Sheep to the crunk 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 Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.
All Kings Of Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vainqueur record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Searchers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sixth Finger,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
New Order,
Hasil Adkins,
Qualms,
The Zeros,
Iggy Pop,
James White and The Blacks,
Danielle Patucci,
Roy Ayers,
Tommy Roe,
Subhumans,
Clear Light,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ohio Players,
This Heat,
The Names,
Brand Nubian,
Stiv Bators,
Sonic Youth,
Guru Guru,
Drive Like Jehu,
La Düsseldorf,
Fluxion,
Hashim,
Von Mondo,
Urselle,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Birthday Party,
Kayak,
Ice-T,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Man Eating Sloth,
Yusef Lateef,
One Last Wish,
Cymande,
Surgeon,
The Mummies,
Dawn Penn,
Bill Near,
Public Image Ltd.,
Grey Daturas,
Anakelly,
Black Pus,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gong,
Sandy B,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Amon Düül,
Con Funk Shun,
The Angels of Light,
The Moleskins,
Gastr Del Sol,
Country Teasers,
X-101,
Flipper,
Aural Exciters,
Kas Product,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ronnie Foster,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu.
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.