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 Iraq and from Bremen.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Halifax.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Toasters to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skarface record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fela Kuti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
Joy Division,
Lyres,
Scott Walker,
the Soft Cell,
The Star Department,
La Düsseldorf,
Byron Stingily,
Wings,
Cybotron,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Alton Ellis,
Pylon,
Mantronix,
Shuggie Otis,
Stereo Dub,
Grauzone,
Moss Icon,
Todd Terry,
Aaron Thompson,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Beau Brummels,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Mr. Review,
Marmalade,
the Sonics,
The Cosmic Jokers,
ABBA,
Sam Rivers,
Danielle Patucci,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Slits,
Joensuu 1685,
Yusef Lateef,
The United States of America,
Brothers Johnson,
Dennis Brown,
Chris Corsano,
Pussy Galore,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Don Cherry,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
10cc,
Symarip,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Harmonia,
Davy DMX,
Cecil Taylor,
Babytalk,
Country Teasers,
Inner City,
Second Layer,
Kerri Chandler,
Y Pants,
Swell Maps,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Derrick Morgan,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
New Age Steppers,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.