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 Barbados and from Cairo.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Radiohead to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Gil Scott Heron. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Alarm Clocks 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Sheep record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Negative Approach,
Surgeon,
The Raincoats,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eric Dolphy,
Lindisfarne,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Accadde A,
Warren Ellis,
Sun Ra,
Tom Boy,
MDC,
Eve St. Jones,
David Axelrod,
Andrew Hill,
Aaron Thompson,
Matthew Bourne,
Frankie Knuckles,
Flash Fearless,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Technova,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Beau Brummels,
Index,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Red Krayola,
Bluetip,
CMW,
Yazoo,
Crash Course in Science,
the Normal,
Excepter,
The Wake,
Severed Heads,
The Blues Magoos,
The Fugs,
Dennis Brown,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
In Retrospect,
Derrick Morgan,
Danielle Patucci,
The Kinks,
Fad Gadget,
The Skatalites,
Roxette,
Intrusion,
Terry Callier,
Scott Walker,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Five Americans,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ash Ra Tempel,
A Certain Ratio,
Sun City Girls,
Crispy Ambulance,
Tropical Tobacco,
Marvin Gaye,
Pantaleimon,
The Remains,
Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band.
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.