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 Eritrea and from London.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Young Rascals to the funk 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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a kango's stein massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Knickerbockers,
Half Japanese,
Outsiders,
Spoonie Gee,
Piero Umiliani,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kaleidoscope,
Supertramp,
David Bowie,
Erykah Badu,
The Selecter,
Gang Starr,
Public Image Ltd.,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gong,
Rapeman,
Mars,
Basic Channel,
Rites of Spring,
June of 44,
The Moody Blues,
Guru Guru,
Siglo XX,
Sun Ra,
Lalo Schifrin,
PIL,
Lower 48,
Crooked Eye,
Erasure,
Gang Green,
Brothers Johnson,
Funkadelic,
Suicide,
Sex Pistols,
The Mighty Diamonds,
X-Ray Spex,
James White and The Blacks,
Quadrant,
Rakim,
Jeff Lynne,
Average White Band,
Godley & Creme,
Kurtis Blow,
Blossom Toes,
La Düsseldorf,
Unwound,
Accadde A,
Skaos,
X-102,
Sonic Youth,
The Fugs,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Man Parrish,
Sam Rivers,
The Black Dice,
Joey Negro,
New Age Steppers,
Yazoo,
Jandek,
The Wake,
Subhumans,
The Associates,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.