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 Slovakia and from Cairo.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 snare 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the funk 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 Crispy Ambulance. All the underground hits.
All Blossom Toes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bronski Beat,
Bluetip,
Section 25,
Ornette Coleman,
Radiohead,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Dual Sessions,
Pantaleimon,
The Vogues,
Juan Atkins,
Rufus Thomas,
Buzzcocks,
Fluxion,
The Smiths,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Average White Band,
Yellowson,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Mark Hollis,
Q65,
Rekid,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
the Soft Cell,
Idris Muhammad,
X-102,
David Axelrod,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Barrington Levy,
Suburban Knight,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Glambeats Corp.,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sugar Minott,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Masters at Work,
The Star Department,
The Sonics,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Unwound,
Black Moon,
Jacques Brel,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
FM Einheit,
Zero Boys,
Robert Wyatt,
The Beau Brummels,
Country Joe & The Fish,
DJ Style,
Funky Four + One,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The J.B.'s,
Malaria!,
The Black Dice,
Jandek,
B.T. Express,
Scott Walker,
The Raincoats,
Talk Talk,
Technova,
Shoche,
Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music.
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.