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 Monaco and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 United States of America. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Seeds 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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?
Rites of Spring,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Remains,
Oneida,
The Stooges,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Popol Vuh,
The Young Rascals,
Cheater Slicks,
Talk Talk,
The Blues Magoos,
The Human League,
Ralphi Rosario,
Cluster,
PIL,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Crime,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Nirvana,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
China Crisis,
Animal Collective,
KRS-One,
Qualms,
Jawbox,
Robert Wyatt,
Gong,
Boredoms,
Judy Mowatt,
Malaria!,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Royal Trux,
Television,
June of 44,
The American Breed,
Technova,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sixth Finger,
Neu!,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Janne Schatter,
Don Cherry,
Second Layer,
Yaz,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Litter,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Black Bananas,
Electric Prunes,
Mo-Dettes,
Ice-T,
Sparks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Human League,
Procol Harum,
The Smoke,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Fuzztones,
Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus.
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.