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 Netherlands and from Houston.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Silicon Teens 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 Raincoats. All the underground hits.
All James White and The Blacks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dead C record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Scott Walker,
Al Stewart,
Glenn Branca,
Loose Ends,
The Mighty Diamonds,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
X-102,
Blossom Toes,
Heaven 17,
Livin' Joy,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Marcia Griffiths,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Amon Düül,
Yaz,
Neu!,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Shadows of Knight,
Wally Richardson,
The Gladiators,
Audionom,
Terry Callier,
Pulsallama,
Eric Dolphy,
Crispian St. Peters,
Eurythmics,
Rekid,
Ossler,
Grey Daturas,
Wings,
Pylon,
China Crisis,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ohio Players,
Yazoo,
Ultimate Spinach,
Flamin' Groovies,
Section 25,
Slick Rick,
Country Teasers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Saints,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Prince Buster,
Carl Craig,
David Axelrod,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pussy Galore,
The Stooges,
Ituana,
Sun City Girls,
Fad Gadget,
Khruangbin,
Deakin,
David McCallum,
Goldenarms,
Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne.
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.