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 Luxembourg and from Beijing.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Sandy B to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls 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?
Schoolly D,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lou Reed,
New York Dolls,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Slackers,
Toni Rubio,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Misunderstood,
Little Man,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Half Japanese,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Bush Tetras,
PIL,
Interpol,
Con Funk Shun,
the Swans,
Freddie Wadling,
Tim Buckley,
Crash Course in Science,
Janne Schatter,
Easy Going,
Banda Bassotti,
The Shadows of Knight,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ornette Coleman,
The Remains,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
E-Dancer,
Groovy Waters,
Roxy Music,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Last Poets,
Deakin,
The Music Machine,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Todd Rundgren,
Sarah Menescal,
Surgeon,
Zapp,
The Monks,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Matthew Halsall,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
EPMD,
Howard Jones,
Patti Smith,
The Star Department,
Laurel Aitken,
B.T. Express,
Anthony Braxton,
Urselle,
Pole,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Buckinghams,
The Flesh Eaters,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Brand Nubian,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.