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 Chad and from Columbus.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the oboe 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 Beasts of Bourbon to the crunk 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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric B and Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Grandmaster Flash,
Suburban Knight,
X-101,
Shoche,
Cecil Taylor,
La Düsseldorf,
Glenn Branca,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Amon Düül II,
Derrick Morgan,
Clear Light,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Velvet Underground,
Cameo,
Electric Prunes,
Soul Sonic Force,
Warren Ellis,
The Moleskins,
Das Ding,
Chris Corsano,
The Selecter,
MC5,
The Remains,
Q and Not U,
Davy DMX,
David Bowie,
Stiv Bators,
Urselle,
Piero Umiliani,
Glambeats Corp.,
UT,
The Raincoats,
Bang On A Can,
Eric Copeland,
Lebanon Hanover,
Eden Ahbez,
B.T. Express,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Agitation Free,
Pussy Galore,
Anakelly,
The Busters,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ten City,
R.M.O.,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rosa Yemen,
Marine Girls,
Yusef Lateef,
Erykah Badu,
Connie Case,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
DJ Style,
Carl Craig,
The Stooges,
The Fire Engines,
The Motions,
Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day.
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.