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 China and from Portland.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Toasters to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bad Manners record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
H. Thieme,
The Associates,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Wolf Eyes,
a-ha,
Blake Baxter,
Barbara Tucker,
Stockholm Monsters,
Silicon Teens,
Soft Cell,
the Slits,
Chrome,
The Standells,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sixth Finger,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Fad Gadget,
The Barracudas,
The Young Rascals,
Quadrant,
Wally Richardson,
Camouflage,
Kevin Saunderson,
Public Enemy,
Nirvana,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Qualms,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bizarre Inc.,
Zero Boys,
Parry Music,
Isaac Hayes,
R.M.O.,
Slick Rick,
Funkadelic,
June Days,
Harry Pussy,
Soft Machine,
Nick Fraelich,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Iggy Pop,
Eurythmics,
Eric B and Rakim,
Reuben Wilson,
Scion,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Josef K,
Ultimate Spinach,
Derrick May,
Barry Ungar,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Gerry Rafferty,
Aswad,
Flamin' Groovies,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sound Behaviour,
David McCallum,
Grey Daturas,
Sparks,
Nas,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental 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.