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 Kuwait and from Houston.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ten City to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Motions. All the underground hits.
All Marc Almond tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Hill,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sonic Youth,
World's Most,
Agent Orange,
Basic Channel,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Smoke,
Anthony Braxton,
The Black Dice,
Danielle Patucci,
The Misunderstood,
Faraquet,
Rekid,
Oneida,
Blossom Toes,
The Evens,
Technova,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lightning Bolt,
Guru Guru,
Neu!,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Sound,
KRS-One,
Nick Fraelich,
Peter and Kerry,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Gun Club,
Monolake,
Pharoah Sanders,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
China Crisis,
kango's stein massive,
L. Decosne,
MDC,
Dennis Brown,
Television,
Dorothy Ashby,
Fugazi,
Marshall Jefferson,
AZ,
Sam Rivers,
Erasure,
The Kinks,
Swans,
UT,
The Trojans,
Jeff Lynne,
Godley & Creme,
Los Fastidios,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Interpol,
Symarip,
the Soft Cell,
Gang Green,
Negative Approach,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Procol Harum,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.