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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Delhi.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Ten City to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Khruangbin 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
T.S.O.L.,
Eric Dolphy,
The Happenings,
Gang Starr,
Dual Sessions,
Dennis Brown,
Pantytec,
Judy Mowatt,
Motorama,
Nils Olav,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rufus Thomas,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pere Ubu,
Section 25,
Flipper,
Marvin Gaye,
The Barracudas,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bush Tetras,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jimmy McGriff,
Subhumans,
Groovy Waters,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ponytail,
Eurythmics,
Dave Gahan,
The Five Americans,
Wire,
Graham Central Station,
Pierre Henry,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Flesh Eaters,
Henry Cow,
Kayak,
Organ,
Patti Smith,
X-Ray Spex,
Reagan Youth,
Fatback Band,
Iggy Pop,
Faust,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Harmonia,
Erasure,
The Gap Band,
Crispian St. Peters,
Joe Smooth,
Connie Case,
Faraquet,
Jeff Mills,
Aswad,
Joensuu 1685,
Sonny Sharrock,
CMW,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ten City,
Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys.
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.