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 Samoa and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kool Moe Dee to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Searchers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator 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 Golliwogs,
Aaron Thompson,
Neil Young,
Bauhaus,
Peter & Gordon,
The American Breed,
Derrick May,
Spoonie Gee,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Duran Duran,
Unwound,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Davy DMX,
Lyres,
The Associates,
Monolake,
Scion,
Sixth Finger,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
KRS-One,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Monochrome Set,
The Busters,
Jacques Brel,
the Association,
Bob Dylan,
Boz Scaggs,
The Doobie Brothers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Music Machine,
R.M.O.,
Hot Snakes,
T. Rex,
Kerri Chandler,
Ornette Coleman,
Public Image Ltd.,
Cluster,
ABBA,
Junior Murvin,
Eurythmics,
Mandrill,
Sight & Sound,
Jimmy McGriff,
Nas,
The New Christs,
Wally Richardson,
Scientists,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hasil Adkins,
Arcadia,
Thee Headcoats,
The Dead C,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Mummies,
Eric Copeland,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Public Enemy,
Blancmange,
Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon.
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.