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 Ivory Coast and from Taipei.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sisters of Mercy. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DNA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Barracudas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lakeside,
Organ,
Kayak,
Byron Stingily,
These Immortal Souls,
Fear,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bauhaus,
Derrick Morgan,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Panda Bear,
X-101,
Susan Cadogan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Subhumans,
Frankie Knuckles,
Fat Boys,
The Knickerbockers,
Jeru the Damaja,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Electric Prunes,
Soft Machine,
Godley & Creme,
Graham Central Station,
Andrew Hill,
Scott Walker,
Interpol,
Max Romeo,
The Durutti Column,
Janne Schatter,
Masters at Work,
48th St. Collective,
Ultra Naté,
Nick Fraelich,
Boz Scaggs,
Jacob Miller,
Excepter,
The Alarm Clocks,
Visage,
Reagan Youth,
Marmalade,
Pulsallama,
One Last Wish,
Stereo Dub,
Agent Orange,
Soulsonic Force,
Fela Kuti,
The Blues Magoos,
Sun Ra,
Prince Buster,
June of 44,
Reuben Wilson,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.