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 Guinea-Bissau 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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Taipei.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Kas Product to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Happenings,
Dead Boys,
The Fire Engines,
The Cosmic Jokers,
the Association,
The Young Rascals,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lindisfarne,
Scratch Acid,
The Star Department,
Kool Moe Dee,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Outsiders,
Cybotron,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
B.T. Express,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Alton Ellis,
The Dirtbombs,
Porter Ricks,
Stetsasonic,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
H. Thieme,
Eden Ahbez,
Nik Kershaw,
Hot Snakes,
Donald Byrd,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Raincoats,
John Coltrane,
Brass Construction,
Faraquet,
X-102,
Maurizio,
Erasure,
Ultimate Spinach,
Drexciya,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gang Starr,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lightning Bolt,
The Moody Blues,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
E-Dancer,
Japan,
The Monochrome Set,
Lakeside,
Lalann,
T.S.O.L.,
Los Fastidios,
This Heat,
Mark Hollis,
Robert Wyatt,
Liliput,
Arab on Radar,
Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader.
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.