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 India and from Edmonton.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Barry Ungar to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultravox 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
The Cramps,
The United States of America,
LL Cool J,
Country Teasers,
Banda Bassotti,
The Selecter,
Rekid,
Grey Daturas,
John Lydon,
Dual Sessions,
Faraquet,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Quantec,
Amon Düül,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
John Cale,
Technova,
Cal Tjader,
Barclay James Harvest,
Nation of Ulysses,
Big Daddy Kane,
Pere Ubu,
The Toasters,
Electric Prunes,
Don Cherry,
Robert Wyatt,
The Evens,
John Holt,
Lungfish,
In Retrospect,
Bootsy Collins,
H. Thieme,
Ken Boothe,
Sonic Youth,
Sam Rivers,
KRS-One,
This Heat,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Johnny Osbourne,
Groovy Waters,
Girls At Our Best!,
Carl Craig,
Deepchord,
Mark Hollis,
Second Layer,
Fugazi,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Searchers,
Oblivians,
Gregory Isaacs,
Pantytec,
Graham Central Station,
The Black Dice,
Alton Ellis,
Scion,
Skriet,
Roger Hodgson,
Rotary Connection,
Eric Dolphy,
Ralphi Rosario,
Black Sheep,
Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack.
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.