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 Lebanon and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 Stockholm and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Donald Byrd to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 James White and The Blacks. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
The Blues Magoos,
Jerry's Kids,
Man Eating Sloth,
Swans,
The Golliwogs,
Buzzcocks,
Whodini,
Todd Rundgren,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gang Starr,
Black Pus,
Fat Boys,
Subhumans,
the Sonics,
Banda Bassotti,
Cameo,
Lalo Schifrin,
Echospace,
Blancmange,
Joyce Sims,
Absolute Body Control,
David McCallum,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Brick,
Aswad,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Mo-Dettes,
Wally Richardson,
Danielle Patucci,
Public Image Ltd.,
Black Flag,
Technova,
A Certain Ratio,
Arcadia,
Niagra,
Vainqueur,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Gladiators,
Wings,
X-101,
Archie Shepp,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sexual Harrassment,
the Swans,
Big Daddy Kane,
Johnny Osbourne,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Scott Walker,
Tubeway Army,
Audionom,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ronnie Foster,
Yellowson,
Grey Daturas,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
KRS-One,
Cybotron,
The Buckinghams,
The Motions,
Eric Copeland,
Minnie Riperton,
Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green.
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.