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 East Timor and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Madrid.
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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 MDC to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Harry Pussy. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Idris Muhammad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
Khruangbin,
Lucky Dragons,
The Slackers,
The Modern Lovers,
DJ Style,
The Raincoats,
The Names,
Main Source,
Soft Machine,
Audionom,
Minnie Riperton,
Roger Hodgson,
Ornette Coleman,
FM Einheit,
Excepter,
The Golliwogs,
Trumans Water,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Nick Fraelich,
Circle Jerks,
Pet Shop Boys,
Shoche,
Reagan Youth,
The Zeros,
Gang Green,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Chris Corsano,
The J.B.'s,
Glambeats Corp.,
Groovy Waters,
Fugazi,
Wings,
Thompson Twins,
Nation of Ulysses,
K-Klass,
The Five Americans,
Skaos,
Adolescents,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Essential Logic,
Dorothy Ashby,
KRS-One,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Darondo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gerry Rafferty,
June of 44,
Magma,
The Sound,
Ralphi Rosario,
Boogie Down Productions,
Nik Kershaw,
MDC,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
cv313,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
E-Dancer,
Eric Copeland,
Leonard Cohen,
Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian.
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.