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 Colombia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 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 Pagans to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Golliwogs. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sparks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Toni Rubio,
Masters at Work,
Smog,
Niagra,
The Gladiators,
Flipper,
This Heat,
Patti Smith,
Country Teasers,
F. McDonald,
Oblivians,
Derrick May,
Au Pairs,
Jesper Dahlback,
Little Man,
One Last Wish,
Derrick Morgan,
Newcleus,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Colin Newman,
Lightning Bolt,
Slick Rick,
Mission of Burma,
The Five Americans,
Swell Maps,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
H. Thieme,
Unwound,
Intrusion,
Kerri Chandler,
cv313,
Panda Bear,
Altered Images,
Traffic Nightmare,
Judy Mowatt,
Circle Jerks,
Gerry Rafferty,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Spoonie Gee,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Saints,
The Gories,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Quadrant,
Sonic Youth,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jeff Mills,
The Standells,
Deepchord,
Wings,
Dual Sessions,
Letta Mbulu,
Jeru the Damaja,
Camberwell Now,
Bill Near,
Gregory Isaacs,
Anthony Braxton,
Sister Nancy,
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.