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 Cuba and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 oboe 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 DNA to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Pretty Things. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish 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,
JFA,
the Association,
Schoolly D,
The Gories,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Slackers,
The Residents,
DJ Style,
Pere Ubu,
Sixth Finger,
Quantec,
Electric Prunes,
Oneida,
David McCallum,
The Dirtbombs,
Spandau Ballet,
Procol Harum,
Urselle,
Brass Construction,
Grandmaster Flash,
Roxette,
Kenny Larkin,
The Flesh Eaters,
Magma,
Dawn Penn,
The Remains,
Rakim,
Black Flag,
Bobby Sherman,
Rites of Spring,
Glenn Branca,
The Walker Brothers,
Marshall Jefferson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bill Wells,
The Techniques,
Agent Orange,
Radiohead,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Mark Hollis,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sister Nancy,
Yazoo,
DJ Sneak,
Joy Division,
Bad Manners,
kango's stein massive,
Kayak,
Mary Jane Girls,
Neu!,
Dead Boys,
Eric B and Rakim,
Dennis Brown,
Minny Pops,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Silicon Teens,
The Move,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kurtis Blow,
Stetsasonic,
Youth Brigade,
Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz.
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.