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 Korea South and from Mumbai.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Warsaw to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All The Toasters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Howard Jones,
Slave,
Rhythm & Sound,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rekid,
Vainqueur,
Jimmy McGriff,
Radio Birdman,
The Count Five,
Ice-T,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lyres,
The Selecter,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Underground Resistance,
Bobby Byrd,
Suburban Knight,
Ituana,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Todd Terry,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sister Nancy,
Hot Snakes,
New Order,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bronski Beat,
DJ Sneak,
Swell Maps,
The Misunderstood,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Monolake,
Neil Young,
Mandrill,
Sex Pistols,
Livin' Joy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Glambeats Corp.,
Average White Band,
Franke,
Max Romeo,
Chris & Cosey,
The American Breed,
Das Ding,
Amon Düül,
The Kinks,
The Knickerbockers,
The Pretty Things,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Crash Course in Science,
Niagra,
These Immortal Souls,
U.S. Maple,
Eli Mardock,
Black Bananas,
Japan,
Marc Almond,
Porter Ricks,
Deakin,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers.
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.