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 Palau and from Manila.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Connie Case to the dance 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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
Yaz,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Delon & Dalcan,
Country Teasers,
Thompson Twins,
Mad Mike,
Depeche Mode,
Goldenarms,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kurtis Blow,
Faraquet,
Crooked Eye,
Theoretical Girls,
The Mojo Men,
Ronnie Foster,
Accadde A,
The Blues Magoos,
Janne Schatter,
X-Ray Spex,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Dawn Penn,
Aural Exciters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Outsiders,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ultravox,
Joe Finger,
Trumans Water,
The Fuzztones,
Brand Nubian,
The Zeros,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Cosmic Jokers,
E-Dancer,
Animal Collective,
Bobby Womack,
Nico,
The Victims,
Youth Brigade,
Skriet,
The Pretty Things,
Franke,
Carl Craig,
Neil Young,
Public Enemy,
Bill Near,
Judy Mowatt,
UT,
Royal Trux,
Monks,
Grauzone,
Susan Cadogan,
Joey Negro,
Brothers Johnson,
Brass Construction,
The Names,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Pussy Galore,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Alton Ellis,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.