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 Portugal and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 guitar 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 Jerry's Kids to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gabor Szabo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
The Alarm Clocks,
Tres Demented,
Cameo,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Alice Coltrane,
E-Dancer,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Moby Grape,
Index,
Hasil Adkins,
Nas,
The Gories,
Panda Bear,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Fad Gadget,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Walker Brothers,
Robert Görl,
DJ Sneak,
Terry Callier,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lightning Bolt,
MDC,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Dirtbombs,
Gastr Del Sol,
L. Decosne,
The Standells,
Sparks,
The Invisible,
Lucky Dragons,
Matthew Halsall,
The Gap Band,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Jerry's Kids,
Jeff Mills,
The Slackers,
Bobby Womack,
Agent Orange,
The Buckinghams,
Lindisfarne,
K-Klass,
Amazonics,
Erasure,
Television,
Bobby Byrd,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lower 48,
Popol Vuh,
Nation of Ulysses,
New Order,
Hardrive,
Curtis Mayfield,
Funky Four + One,
Arab on Radar,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
B.T. Express,
Cymande,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.