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 Thailand and from Houston.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bobby Hutcherson to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Invisible,
T. Rex,
Sound Behaviour,
the Association,
Carl Craig,
Archie Shepp,
Sugar Minott,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Von Mondo,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Kenny Larkin,
Loose Ends,
Little Man,
Terry Callier,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Fear,
Barclay James Harvest,
Todd Rundgren,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Metal Thangz,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Siglo XX,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Nils Olav,
The Angels of Light,
Yellowson,
Bob Dylan,
Arab on Radar,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Seeds,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Marc Almond,
The Victims,
Q and Not U,
Panda Bear,
Pharoah Sanders,
Nas,
Hoover,
Ken Boothe,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
CMW,
Livin' Joy,
Howard Jones,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Black Dice,
X-102,
Letta Mbulu,
Royal Trux,
Jeff Mills,
The Smiths,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
ABC,
Chrome,
H. Thieme,
The Evens,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Pretty Things,
Eric Copeland,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.