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 Suriname and from Taipei.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Stiv Bators to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Depeche Mode record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
Crispian St. Peters,
June Days,
Bobby Sherman,
Jeff Lynne,
The Cure,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
This Heat,
The Grass Roots,
Don Cherry,
Man Parrish,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eric B and Rakim,
Con Funk Shun,
the Association,
Erykah Badu,
James White and The Blacks,
Royal Trux,
Skaos,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Five Americans,
The Happenings,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
John Cale,
The Beau Brummels,
Avey Tare,
Main Source,
Severed Heads,
The Knickerbockers,
Kevin Saunderson,
John Coltrane,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Gun Club,
Von Mondo,
The Doors,
Swans,
Scratch Acid,
the Germs,
One Last Wish,
Rhythm & Sound,
Section 25,
Dead Boys,
Deadbeat,
DJ Style,
Grauzone,
48th St. Collective,
Dave Gahan,
Whodini,
The Sound,
Average White Band,
The Divine Comedy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bluetip,
DNA,
X-102,
Joe Smooth,
Kenny Larkin,
Boogie Down Productions,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.