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 Namibia and from Toronto.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Sound Behaviour to the dance 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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slick Rick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Nico,
Kaleidoscope,
Simply Red,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kevin Saunderson,
Reagan Youth,
Siglo XX,
Moby Grape,
Delon & Dalcan,
Amon Düül,
The Mojo Men,
Jeff Lynne,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Das Ding,
Patti Smith,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Fatback Band,
Jerry's Kids,
Shuggie Otis,
Eurythmics,
Suicide,
Crash Course in Science,
The Young Rascals,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Blancmange,
Lou Christie,
Echospace,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Heaven 17,
Loose Ends,
The Black Dice,
Panda Bear,
Hoover,
The Litter,
Dennis Brown,
Tomorrow,
Barbara Tucker,
The Zeros,
Franke,
Bush Tetras,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lower 48,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Fuzztones,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Infiniti,
UT,
Robert Wyatt,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Harmonia,
Vainqueur,
Silicon Teens,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.