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 Sweden and from Lyon.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Smog to the punk 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 Radio Birdman. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultra Naté 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Girls At Our Best! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dead C,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Man Parrish,
Unrelated Segments,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Tremeloes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Angry Samoans,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Metal Thangz,
The Litter,
The Smiths,
Kool Moe Dee,
Spandau Ballet,
Funky Four + One,
Chrome,
Jeru the Damaja,
Soft Machine,
The Durutti Column,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Tears for Fears,
The Trojans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Heaven 17,
Ralphi Rosario,
Curtis Mayfield,
JFA,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Japan,
Jeff Mills,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Interpol,
the Human League,
Hasil Adkins,
Carl Craig,
Cluster,
Q65,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Happenings,
The Dirtbombs,
The Saints,
Charles Mingus,
Fugazi,
Graham Central Station,
Second Layer,
The Detroit Cobras,
Yazoo,
Average White Band,
Shoche,
The Evens,
Stereo Dub,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Move,
Amon Düül II,
Lalo Schifrin,
Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley.
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.