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 Botswana and from Spokane.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Flipper to the rock 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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Severed Heads,
Kurtis Blow,
Grandmaster Flash,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Basic Channel,
The J.B.'s,
Danielle Patucci,
Neil Young,
Junior Murvin,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Brand Nubian,
Gang of Four,
Sister Nancy,
Bronski Beat,
Inner City,
Cymande,
Dark Day,
Heaven 17,
Brick,
Gong,
Bobby Byrd,
The Fugs,
Arcadia,
Cameo,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Kinks,
Jeru the Damaja,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bizarre Inc.,
Public Enemy,
Young Marble Giants,
the Association,
8 Eyed Spy,
Crime,
Marcia Griffiths,
Johnny Clarke,
JFA,
The Knickerbockers,
Letta Mbulu,
Quando Quango,
the Normal,
The Neon Judgement,
The Zeros,
John Lydon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lyres,
B.T. Express,
Von Mondo,
Archie Shepp,
Laurel Aitken,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Rufus Thomas,
Silicon Teens,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Fortunes,
Pantaleimon,
Eli Mardock,
Bill Wells,
X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.
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.