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 Taiwan and from Shanghai.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 linndrum 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 Fall to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All The Moleskins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxette 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
Kas Product,
T.S.O.L.,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Matthew Halsall,
Accadde A,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Minnie Riperton,
Ken Boothe,
Sun City Girls,
Hashim,
Unwound,
MC5,
David McCallum,
The Divine Comedy,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gang Gang Dance,
Minutemen,
Swell Maps,
Blake Baxter,
Mandrill,
Roxy Music,
Cal Tjader,
The Knickerbockers,
The Techniques,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jeff Lynne,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Tim Buckley,
Harry Pussy,
Bob Dylan,
Rites of Spring,
Lightning Bolt,
Banda Bassotti,
The United States of America,
Throbbing Gristle,
Oblivians,
Ronnie Foster,
Intrusion,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Trumans Water,
Rhythm & Sound,
Joey Negro,
Scan 7,
Lakeside,
The Cowsills,
Sandy B,
Qualms,
The J.B.'s,
Country Teasers,
Rotary Connection,
The Alarm Clocks,
Eric Dolphy,
One Last Wish,
Bobby Womack,
Funkadelic,
The Flesh Eaters,
Big Daddy Kane,
Scott Walker,
Blancmange,
Man Parrish,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.