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 Tunisia 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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 guitar 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 Arthur Verocai to the grime 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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Throbbing Gristle 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Colin Newman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Surgeon,
Black Sheep,
Agitation Free,
Pussy Galore,
Bootsy Collins,
Scrapy,
Infiniti,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Peter & Gordon,
Pet Shop Boys,
New Age Steppers,
Nils Olav,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Delon & Dalcan,
Prince Buster,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Guru Guru,
China Crisis,
Y Pants,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lightning Bolt,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bob Dylan,
Jeff Lynne,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Swans,
Brass Construction,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Wolf Eyes,
Eden Ahbez,
Fela Kuti,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Five Americans,
Qualms,
Urselle,
Eurythmics,
X-101,
Terry Callier,
Howard Jones,
Hardrive,
David Axelrod,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Funky Four + One,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Groovy Waters,
The Searchers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Icehouse,
Anakelly,
The Sonics,
Essential Logic,
The Velvet Underground,
Boredoms,
The Moleskins,
Make Up,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Cure,
Mission of Burma,
Todd Terry,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.