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 Rwanda 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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Sonny Sharrock to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Smiths. All the underground hits.
All The Saints tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kaleidoscope,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gang Starr,
Boogie Down Productions,
Popol Vuh,
The Searchers,
Au Pairs,
Rhythm & Sound,
Cybotron,
Joy Division,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pylon,
The Cosmic Jokers,
EPMD,
UT,
Ossler,
Wire,
Minutemen,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bob Dylan,
Johnny Clarke,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Oneida,
T. Rex,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rakim,
Skarface,
Public Image Ltd.,
Basic Channel,
Jacob Miller,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gichy Dan,
Sam Rivers,
Gerry Rafferty,
Absolute Body Control,
Kurtis Blow,
Crash Course in Science,
Rapeman,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Pierre Henry,
Joyce Sims,
Slave,
Juan Atkins,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Graham Central Station,
Curtis Mayfield,
Duran Duran,
Don Cherry,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Freddie Wadling,
Spoonie Gee,
Goldenarms,
Ken Boothe,
Mo-Dettes,
Y Pants,
Pet Shop Boys,
Brick,
Los Fastidios,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.