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 Djibouti and from New York.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Con Funk Shun to the grime 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 The Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.
All Siouxsie and the Banshees tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Letta Mbulu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Toasters,
Depeche Mode,
D'Angelo,
Jerry's Kids,
John Coltrane,
Hardrive,
Y Pants,
Piero Umiliani,
Skarface,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kenny Larkin,
Joy Division,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bronski Beat,
Thee Headcoats,
Scan 7,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Real Kids,
The Invisible,
Lou Reed,
the Germs,
Barbara Tucker,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Anakelly,
Eli Mardock,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
DJ Style,
Glenn Branca,
Los Fastidios,
Eden Ahbez,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Eve St. Jones,
Ohio Players,
Darondo,
The Angels of Light,
Marshall Jefferson,
John Lydon,
MDC,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Inner City,
Dual Sessions,
The Moleskins,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Shadows of Knight,
the Swans,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Adolescents,
Pharoah Sanders,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
David Axelrod,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ultravox,
Barrington Levy,
Babytalk,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.