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 Maldives and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 clarinet 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 UT to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ultramagnetic MC's. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Alarm Clocks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
John Coltrane,
Blossom Toes,
Joyce Sims,
Flipper,
Vladislav Delay,
Audionom,
Arab on Radar,
Idris Muhammad,
The New Christs,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
One Last Wish,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sam Rivers,
Tommy Roe,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Soul II Soul,
Aswad,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Neil Young,
John Cale,
Arcadia,
Alton Ellis,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gil Scott Heron,
Los Fastidios,
Mad Mike,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Erasure,
Crispian St. Peters,
Gregory Isaacs,
Magazine,
Groovy Waters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Organ,
Darondo,
D'Angelo,
The Smoke,
Outsiders,
Sister Nancy,
Michelle Simonal,
Clear Light,
Accadde A,
The Gap Band,
The Skatalites,
Moebius,
Bauhaus,
AZ,
The Evens,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
DJ Sneak,
The Slackers,
The Golliwogs,
The Durutti Column,
Con Funk Shun,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Victims,
The Velvet Underground,
Jacob Miller,
Skaos,
Slick Rick,
Shuggie Otis,
the Slits,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.