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 Turkmenistan 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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 the Bar-Kays to the jazz 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Livin' Joy,
The Fuzztones,
Absolute Body Control,
Davy DMX,
Soft Machine,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Robert Wyatt,
Easy Going,
DNA,
New Age Steppers,
The Black Dice,
Laurel Aitken,
Delon & Dalcan,
OOIOO,
Mad Mike,
Curtis Mayfield,
Colin Newman,
Sonic Youth,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Andrew Hill,
Toni Rubio,
The Last Poets,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bootsy Collins,
the Human League,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Amon Düül II,
Supertramp,
Soft Cell,
The Toasters,
Urselle,
Joyce Sims,
Ultra Naté,
U.S. Maple,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Cal Tjader,
Von Mondo,
Flash Fearless,
Vainqueur,
Q and Not U,
The Knickerbockers,
Arcadia,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joe Finger,
Sun Ra,
The Slits,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Flesh Eaters,
John Lydon,
Barbara Tucker,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Beau Brummels,
Rufus Thomas,
Accadde A,
R.M.O.,
The Dirtbombs,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
CMW,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.