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 Suriname and from Glasgow.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 synthesizer 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 John Lydon to the crunk 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 Black Pus. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Angels of Light,
Little Man,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hoover,
Sexual Harrassment,
Susan Cadogan,
Dave Gahan,
The Litter,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Crooked Eye,
Ultimate Spinach,
Essential Logic,
Niagra,
Max Romeo,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Japan,
The Invisible,
Dead Boys,
Sixth Finger,
Glambeats Corp.,
Mission of Burma,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Marine Girls,
The Toasters,
David McCallum,
Scion,
Godley & Creme,
Moebius,
Fugazi,
David Bowie,
X-102,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Walker Brothers,
Spoonie Gee,
Chris Corsano,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Infiniti,
Nation of Ulysses,
China Crisis,
Erasure,
Sällskapet,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Television,
La Düsseldorf,
Franke,
The Pop Group,
The Cure,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kenny Larkin,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Reuben Wilson,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
OOIOO,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bush Tetras,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Barracudas,
Khruangbin,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.