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 Glasgow.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 marimba 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 CMW to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak 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 mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marmalade,
Japan,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lower 48,
Lyres,
Sunsets and Hearts,
kango's stein massive,
Gastr Del Sol,
48th St. Collective,
Malaria!,
Crime,
Black Flag,
Circle Jerks,
Derrick May,
The Velvet Underground,
Peter & Gordon,
Pantaleimon,
Chrome,
Mantronix,
Robert Görl,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sun City Girls,
John Cale,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Eden Ahbez,
Symarip,
Gabor Szabo,
Big Daddy Kane,
JFA,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Black Sheep,
Letta Mbulu,
Country Teasers,
Inner City,
the Germs,
Brothers Johnson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Knickerbockers,
The Fortunes,
cv313,
Patti Smith,
K-Klass,
Sarah Menescal,
Hardrive,
Harmonia,
Aaron Thompson,
Pussy Galore,
Sparks,
David Axelrod,
Al Stewart,
Loose Ends,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
FM Einheit,
China Crisis,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
DNA,
Susan Cadogan,
Althea and Donna,
Joe Finger,
Boredoms,
Eric Dolphy,
Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum.
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.