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 Algeria and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 spring reverb 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Porter Ricks. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harpers Bizarre record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rakim,
Sound Behaviour,
Mark Hollis,
DJ Style,
The Monks,
Black Flag,
The Five Americans,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Idris Muhammad,
John Cale,
The Gories,
Jerry's Kids,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Second Layer,
T.S.O.L.,
The New Christs,
The Red Krayola,
E-Dancer,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rekid,
Thompson Twins,
Silicon Teens,
The Move,
Robert Wyatt,
Laurel Aitken,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Radiohead,
Sarah Menescal,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Big Daddy Kane,
Max Romeo,
Black Pus,
Icehouse,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Con Funk Shun,
Joey Negro,
Fad Gadget,
Funkadelic,
Avey Tare,
kango's stein massive,
Bill Near,
Scott Walker,
Ronan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Donald Byrd,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bill Wells,
The Remains,
Public Enemy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Walker Brothers,
Godley & Creme,
Danielle Patucci,
Piero Umiliani,
The Doobie Brothers,
Cal Tjader,
Altered Images,
Crispy Ambulance,
Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood.
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.