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 Lithuania and from Tokyo.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 X-101 to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Arthur Verocai. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quadrant record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
Mary Jane Girls,
New York Dolls,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Yellowson,
The Litter,
Quadrant,
Kool Moe Dee,
Slave,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jerry's Kids,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
the Soft Cell,
Echospace,
Tropical Tobacco,
Marcia Griffiths,
Adolescents,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Mojo Men,
MC5,
Yusef Lateef,
Gabor Szabo,
Soft Cell,
Jeff Mills,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
New Order,
Nick Fraelich,
The Zeros,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Skatalites,
Moebius,
Janne Schatter,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Monks,
Todd Terry,
The Star Department,
Suburban Knight,
Ossler,
The Barracudas,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Tomorrow,
Lee Hazlewood,
Eddi Front,
Eric B and Rakim,
Swell Maps,
Malaria!,
Minutemen,
Stetsasonic,
Nik Kershaw,
Harpers Bizarre,
Underground Resistance,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Pretty Things,
Dawn Penn,
Ten City,
MDC,
Icehouse,
Bobby Byrd,
Bill Wells,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.