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 Dominica and from Glasgow.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Shanghai.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Cymande to the disco 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 Ornette Coleman. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Wyatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Terry Callier,
Peter and Kerry,
Juan Atkins,
Rufus Thomas,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jacques Brel,
the Bar-Kays,
Khruangbin,
Letta Mbulu,
Arcadia,
Theoretical Girls,
Aaron Thompson,
The Busters,
The Moleskins,
Henry Cow,
Sun City Girls,
the Association,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Tubeway Army,
Matthew Halsall,
Skarface,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Roxy Music,
Ultra Naté,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Mission of Burma,
Piero Umiliani,
Eli Mardock,
The Electric Prunes,
Todd Rundgren,
Alphaville,
Infiniti,
Nik Kershaw,
Gastr Del Sol,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Birthday Party,
Ice-T,
Girls At Our Best!,
Outsiders,
The Angels of Light,
Malaria!,
Nas,
Loose Ends,
Joyce Sims,
Funky Four + One,
Lyres,
Absolute Body Control,
Joy Division,
Derrick Morgan,
The Gun Club,
Al Stewart,
Barbara Tucker,
Q and Not U,
Masters at Work,
Kerrie Biddell,
Johnny Osbourne,
Deakin,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
the Soft Cell,
Subhumans,
Shoche,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.