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 Haiti and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 rhodes 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 Fela Kuti to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All Lee Hazlewood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bang On A Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terrestrial Tones,
Urselle,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Dual Sessions,
Bad Manners,
Derrick Morgan,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gang Green,
Mo-Dettes,
The Selecter,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Dark Day,
Icehouse,
Sarah Menescal,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Roxy Music,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pantytec,
Joy Division,
Nas,
10cc,
Boz Scaggs,
Depeche Mode,
UT,
Country Teasers,
Soul II Soul,
8 Eyed Spy,
Stiv Bators,
Minor Threat,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bob Dylan,
Marcia Griffiths,
U.S. Maple,
John Lydon,
Skarface,
The Cowsills,
Cymande,
LL Cool J,
Wings,
Thompson Twins,
Reuben Wilson,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Dead Boys,
Harry Pussy,
Schoolly D,
Sugar Minott,
Eric Copeland,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Doors,
Donny Hathaway,
Ohio Players,
Leonard Cohen,
Max Romeo,
Oblivians,
Brand Nubian,
kango's stein massive,
the Human League,
Sonic Youth,
The Slackers,
Matthew Halsall,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.