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 Togo and from Portland.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Doors to the jazz 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 Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.
All Faraquet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drive Like Jehu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
Funkadelic,
China Crisis,
cv313,
Young Marble Giants,
Swell Maps,
Davy DMX,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Amazonics,
Susan Cadogan,
Lakeside,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Interpol,
Sällskapet,
Dead Boys,
The Pop Group,
Crispian St. Peters,
Half Japanese,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Desert Stars,
Adolescents,
Motorama,
JFA,
Arab on Radar,
Alton Ellis,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Absolute Body Control,
Flipper,
Loose Ends,
the Human League,
Albert Ayler,
Patti Smith,
Joey Negro,
Hashim,
Pussy Galore,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Index,
Leonard Cohen,
Gong,
Reuben Wilson,
Moss Icon,
Tropical Tobacco,
Agitation Free,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bad Manners,
Ralphi Rosario,
Fluxion,
the Germs,
The Raincoats,
Scientists,
L. Decosne,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Vogues,
Laurel Aitken,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Max Romeo,
Essential Logic,
The Searchers,
Wolf Eyes,
48th St. Collective,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gregory Isaacs,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.