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 Kazakhstan and from Delhi.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 güiro 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 Kayak to the jazz 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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Wyatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Tim Buckley,
Robert Wyatt,
The Shadows of Knight,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Joyce Sims,
K-Klass,
Marcia Griffiths,
Q and Not U,
Moss Icon,
kango's stein massive,
Fatback Band,
Donald Byrd,
New York Dolls,
Porter Ricks,
Echospace,
B.T. Express,
Black Flag,
The Kinks,
Smog,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Archie Shepp,
Tropical Tobacco,
Royal Trux,
Gong,
Television Personalities,
The Fall,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Invisible,
Davy DMX,
The Fire Engines,
Wasted Youth,
The Barracudas,
Grey Daturas,
CMW,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Reagan Youth,
Mark Hollis,
The Happenings,
Siglo XX,
Silicon Teens,
Big Daddy Kane,
Camberwell Now,
The Gories,
Morten Harket,
F. McDonald,
R.M.O.,
Wolf Eyes,
The Vogues,
Gang Gang Dance,
Shoche,
Negative Approach,
Amon Düül II,
Lou Reed,
Gichy Dan,
the Bar-Kays,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Symarip,
Erasure,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.