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 Italy and from Salvador.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bluetip to the rock 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 Joey Negro. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
Joe Finger,
L. Decosne,
The Doobie Brothers,
Youth Brigade,
China Crisis,
Steve Hackett,
Amon Düül II,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Sonics,
Cal Tjader,
New Age Steppers,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Neon Judgement,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Grass Roots,
10cc,
Black Flag,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Mojo Men,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Golliwogs,
the Bar-Kays,
Moss Icon,
Mandrill,
Yaz,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bobby Womack,
The Gun Club,
The Gories,
Dawn Penn,
Chris & Cosey,
Wally Richardson,
Royal Trux,
Babytalk,
The Cure,
The Velvet Underground,
Eric B and Rakim,
Mr. Review,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Barbara Tucker,
Kurtis Blow,
Wire,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Marmalade,
Traffic Nightmare,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dorothy Ashby,
Erasure,
Lalann,
The Skatalites,
The Busters,
Sixth Finger,
Sarah Menescal,
The Moleskins,
MDC,
Guru Guru,
The Knickerbockers,
Brass Construction,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.