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 Mauritius and from Manila.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
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 Darondo to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All The Black Dice tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marcia Griffiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
Excepter,
The Slits,
Fatback Band,
The Martian,
The Human League,
Grandmaster Flash,
Dorothy Ashby,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
In Retrospect,
Byron Stingily,
The Neon Judgement,
The Wake,
Juan Atkins,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Litter,
Sister Nancy,
Minutemen,
Theoretical Girls,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Aaron Thompson,
Smog,
Young Marble Giants,
The Moody Blues,
Joe Smooth,
The Techniques,
Black Sheep,
Rekid,
Crash Course in Science,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Franke,
The J.B.'s,
Heaven 17,
The Divine Comedy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Suicide,
Piero Umiliani,
Anakelly,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Trumans Water,
Derrick Morgan,
Underground Resistance,
Godley & Creme,
Lalann,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Alton Ellis,
Yaz,
Scott Walker,
Bobby Sherman,
Zapp,
Neil Young,
The Moleskins,
Second Layer,
The Toasters,
Ronan,
The Smiths,
Bob Dylan,
Prince Buster,
Public Enemy,
Pantaleimon,
DJ Sneak,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.