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 Serbia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 808 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 John Coltrane to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
R.M.O.,
The Sonics,
Marmalade,
Black Moon,
Wings,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lightning Bolt,
Franke,
Television Personalities,
Jawbox,
Altered Images,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sun City Girls,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lucky Dragons,
Unwound,
Eric Dolphy,
Animal Collective,
The Gap Band,
Vainqueur,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fear,
Neil Young,
Wasted Youth,
Massinfluence,
T.S.O.L.,
Kerri Chandler,
The Cure,
John Holt,
Johnny Clarke,
Matthew Halsall,
The Skatalites,
Agent Orange,
X-102,
Basic Channel,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Peter & Gordon,
Jesper Dahlback,
Moebius,
Echospace,
JFA,
The Selecter,
Whodini,
Bootsy Collins,
New Order,
Q and Not U,
Roxy Music,
Vladislav Delay,
Morten Harket,
John Cale,
Frankie Knuckles,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Joe Smooth,
Sex Pistols,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Tom Boy,
Liliput,
Index,
Jerry's Kids,
The Black Dice,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.