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 Chile 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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Sun Ra to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Raincoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
F. McDonald,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Interpol,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Absolute Body Control,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
the Fania All-Stars,
John Lydon,
Scratch Acid,
Maurizio,
Symarip,
Bootsy Collins,
Joy Division,
The Walker Brothers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Idris Muhammad,
The Birthday Party,
Peter & Gordon,
Soul II Soul,
Cybotron,
The Kinks,
X-Ray Spex,
The Real Kids,
Los Fastidios,
Severed Heads,
Johnny Clarke,
Rufus Thomas,
Young Marble Giants,
Smog,
Niagra,
The Dirtbombs,
Liliput,
Gong,
Q65,
Urselle,
Pierre Henry,
Bill Near,
Rakim,
The Angels of Light,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Robert Wyatt,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
T.S.O.L.,
Chrome,
The Smoke,
The Toasters,
The Golliwogs,
Scion,
Dave Gahan,
The Seeds,
Flipper,
Con Funk Shun,
New York Dolls,
Jacob Miller,
Tres Demented,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sound Behaviour,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.