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 Haiti and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 mellotron 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the funk 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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All The Pretty Things tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blake Baxter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Divine Comedy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Golliwogs,
Soul Sonic Force,
Nas,
Pierre Henry,
Dual Sessions,
Gichy Dan,
Eric Copeland,
The Durutti Column,
Darondo,
Bobby Byrd,
The Neon Judgement,
Crispian St. Peters,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Fort Wilson Riot,
X-102,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
U.S. Maple,
Absolute Body Control,
Pharoah Sanders,
X-101,
Gang Green,
Monolake,
Khruangbin,
Skaos,
Skarface,
The Fire Engines,
The Misunderstood,
The Victims,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Andrew Hill,
Bobby Womack,
Unwound,
Agitation Free,
Maurizio,
The Invisible,
Youth Brigade,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Faust,
Stereo Dub,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Smiths,
Neil Young,
Piero Umiliani,
James White and The Blacks,
Japan,
Wolf Eyes,
Animal Collective,
Brick,
Loose Ends,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Radiohead,
Magazine,
Lungfish,
Easy Going,
The Birthday Party,
Scrapy,
Moby Grape,
D'Angelo,
Eli Mardock,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.