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 Ivory Coast and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 Milan and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Hashim to the dance 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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Theoretical Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Kayak,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lalo Schifrin,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Barry Ungar,
The Leaves,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Outsiders,
CMW,
The J.B.'s,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Leonard Cohen,
Dead Boys,
Skaos,
Letta Mbulu,
R.M.O.,
Reuben Wilson,
Mandrill,
The Misunderstood,
Ken Boothe,
The Trojans,
Barclay James Harvest,
Idris Muhammad,
Yusef Lateef,
Sam Rivers,
The Blues Magoos,
Joe Finger,
Scott Walker,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Sonics,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Alice Coltrane,
The Gun Club,
The Human League,
Magma,
Jimmy McGriff,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Don Cherry,
The Buckinghams,
Piero Umiliani,
Malaria!,
Ohio Players,
Swell Maps,
The Stooges,
Pulsallama,
Rufus Thomas,
The Mojo Men,
Erasure,
Jeru the Damaja,
June of 44,
Unwound,
Crispy Ambulance,
the Sonics,
Max Romeo,
Soft Cell,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Circle Jerks,
Frankie Knuckles,
David McCallum,
Eric Copeland,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.