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 Belarus and from Hong Kong.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Cameo to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Germs. All the underground hits.
All Khruangbin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
These Immortal Souls,
The Litter,
Letta Mbulu,
Guru Guru,
World's Most,
Rapeman,
China Crisis,
X-101,
Niagra,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bush Tetras,
The Sonics,
E-Dancer,
Wally Richardson,
Rosa Yemen,
Hashim,
Bobby Byrd,
Marine Girls,
Silicon Teens,
Ronan,
Eurythmics,
Erykah Badu,
The Mummies,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Au Pairs,
Adolescents,
Gerry Rafferty,
Massinfluence,
Zero Boys,
Visage,
The Human League,
New Order,
Interpol,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
U.S. Maple,
The Move,
The Stooges,
Black Sheep,
Cabaret Voltaire,
AZ,
The Kinks,
The Flesh Eaters,
Black Flag,
The United States of America,
Gregory Isaacs,
Aaron Thompson,
Archie Shepp,
Jerry's Kids,
Jeru the Damaja,
Andrew Hill,
Eden Ahbez,
Amazonics,
Symarip,
The Velvet Underground,
The Smoke,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bronski Beat,
Brick,
The Barracudas,
Marc Almond,
Outsiders,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.