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 Syria and from Spokane.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 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 The Fortunes to the techno 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 Flamin' Groovies. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Eli Mardock,
Grey Daturas,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sonic Youth,
In Retrospect,
Fugazi,
Albert Ayler,
Sam Rivers,
The Doobie Brothers,
Avey Tare,
World's Most,
Icehouse,
The Knickerbockers,
Kurtis Blow,
Sonny Sharrock,
Neu!,
Eric Copeland,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Andrew Hill,
Kevin Saunderson,
Johnny Clarke,
Blake Baxter,
Crispy Ambulance,
Schoolly D,
Lightning Bolt,
Howard Jones,
R.M.O.,
The Cowsills,
Man Eating Sloth,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Deadbeat,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Magma,
Crash Course in Science,
The Real Kids,
Can,
Carl Craig,
Warren Ellis,
Q65,
Popol Vuh,
The Gories,
Althea and Donna,
Lyres,
Idris Muhammad,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Fugs,
John Coltrane,
The Barracudas,
Deepchord,
Mad Mike,
ABC,
KRS-One,
Marc Almond,
Alton Ellis,
EPMD,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Smog,
The Monochrome Set,
Radiohead,
Cymande,
The Fall,
Roxy Music,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.