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 Jamaica and from Tokyo.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Anakelly to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Jacob Miller tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marcia Griffiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultravox,
The Gories,
Flipper,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Arthur Verocai,
Newcleus,
Big Daddy Kane,
10cc,
U.S. Maple,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sex Pistols,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gerry Rafferty,
Tubeway Army,
Ultra Naté,
The Mighty Diamonds,
John Foxx,
Neil Young,
Iggy Pop,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Radiopuhelimet,
the Germs,
Oblivians,
Bobby Byrd,
Roxy Music,
Robert Hood,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The American Breed,
Wire,
Talk Talk,
Gang Starr,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Neon Judgement,
Lower 48,
Stetsasonic,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Yusef Lateef,
Intrusion,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
China Crisis,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Blackbyrds,
The Doors,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bang On A Can,
June of 44,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lucky Dragons,
Gabor Szabo,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Count Five,
Silicon Teens,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Colin Newman,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Jawbox,
New Age Steppers,
The Beau Brummels,
Nation of Ulysses,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.