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 Brazil and from Lille.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Hoover to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 John Holt. All the underground hits.
All Ajijia Myrayebe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Gories,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Nirvana,
Vainqueur,
Bobby Sherman,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Can,
PIL,
Skaos,
Cameo,
Joyce Sims,
Soft Cell,
John Foxx,
Pet Shop Boys,
Steve Hackett,
Kerrie Biddell,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lucky Dragons,
Simply Red,
Alton Ellis,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sex Pistols,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Toasters,
The Dave Clark Five,
48th St. Collective,
The Misunderstood,
Sparks,
Sällskapet,
the Bar-Kays,
The J.B.'s,
Hasil Adkins,
Roy Ayers,
The Flesh Eaters,
Glenn Branca,
Half Japanese,
Fluxion,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Henry Cow,
Au Pairs,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Selecter,
Alison Limerick,
David McCallum,
F. McDonald,
DNA,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Maleditus Sound,
The Walker Brothers,
Whodini,
Dennis Brown,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Black Dice,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Fire Engines,
Thee Headcoats,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Royal Trux,
Lou Christie,
Crime,
Flipper, Flipper, Flipper, Flipper.
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.