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 Madagascar and from Edmonton.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Copenhagen.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sun City Girls to the funk 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 The Flesh Eaters. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Absolute Body Control 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 spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Ludus,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Traffic Nightmare,
Laurel Aitken,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Johnny Clarke,
Howard Jones,
Little Man,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jacob Miller,
Unrelated Segments,
H. Thieme,
Anakelly,
The Saints,
Mandrill,
Rosa Yemen,
Chris Corsano,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Scott Walker,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
kango's stein massive,
The Invisible,
Cal Tjader,
Blancmange,
The Smiths,
The Gun Club,
Johnny Osbourne,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Harmonia,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Gories,
The Slits,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Fuzztones,
Monolake,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Wings,
Glenn Branca,
Gang Gang Dance,
Drexciya,
Boredoms,
PIL,
Soulsonic Force,
Cecil Taylor,
Anthony Braxton,
Marvin Gaye,
The Blackbyrds,
Grauzone,
Aloha Tigers,
Dennis Brown,
OOIOO,
Alice Coltrane,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Max Romeo,
New York Dolls,
Warsaw,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Eve St. Jones,
Fatback Band,
Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell.
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.