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 Liechtenstein and from Madrid.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 guitar 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 Japan to the rap 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 Junior Murvin. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
Joe Smooth,
Fifty Foot Hose,
John Cale,
Theoretical Girls,
Avey Tare,
Byron Stingily,
The Shadows of Knight,
X-102,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Eden Ahbez,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gastr Del Sol,
Fluxion,
Buzzcocks,
The Beau Brummels,
The Cosmic Jokers,
CMW,
Tubeway Army,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
June Days,
Moebius,
Delon & Dalcan,
Josef K,
Kenny Larkin,
Tom Boy,
The Cure,
Brothers Johnson,
Scion,
Can,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Boogie Down Productions,
Visage,
Rapeman,
The Pretty Things,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Smiths,
Arthur Verocai,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
the Germs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Quadrant,
Minny Pops,
MDC,
Underground Resistance,
Absolute Body Control,
Barclay James Harvest,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dave Gahan,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Monolake,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ituana,
Michelle Simonal,
Vainqueur,
The Smoke,
The Neon Judgement,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Magazine,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.