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 Malaysia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 marimba 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 Excepter to the punk 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boredoms,
Barbara Tucker,
Eve St. Jones,
Sugar Minott,
Lebanon Hanover,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Hashim,
Terry Callier,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Charles Mingus,
Bauhaus,
Monks,
The Evens,
Second Layer,
Quando Quango,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Joyce Sims,
The Seeds,
Fad Gadget,
Altered Images,
Rufus Thomas,
Drexciya,
Ossler,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Tommy Roe,
The Gap Band,
Hot Snakes,
The Misunderstood,
the Slits,
Fatback Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gang Green,
Angry Samoans,
The Victims,
Mission of Burma,
Inner City,
Matthew Halsall,
Kaleidoscope,
Ultra Naté,
Harry Pussy,
Half Japanese,
Adolescents,
Animal Collective,
The Names,
Maleditus Sound,
Mark Hollis,
X-Ray Spex,
Metal Thangz,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Radiohead,
Rites of Spring,
Carl Craig,
Sound Behaviour,
Aloha Tigers,
Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro.
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.