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 Sao Paulo.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Ultimate Spinach to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All Donny Hathaway tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantaleimon,
Mr. Review,
New York Dolls,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
La Düsseldorf,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
B.T. Express,
The Sound,
Joensuu 1685,
Delon & Dalcan,
E-Dancer,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Massinfluence,
Easy Going,
Youth Brigade,
Joyce Sims,
Half Japanese,
The Cure,
Camberwell Now,
Agent Orange,
Byron Stingily,
Howard Jones,
Smog,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
John Coltrane,
48th St. Collective,
FM Einheit,
David Axelrod,
Warren Ellis,
Gerry Rafferty,
Arcadia,
Dave Gahan,
Negative Approach,
Fad Gadget,
Audionom,
Average White Band,
The Happenings,
Japan,
Tomorrow,
Buzzcocks,
Neu!,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Cymande,
Pantytec,
Rosa Yemen,
Altered Images,
Mark Hollis,
Unwound,
John Holt,
Ken Boothe,
The Count Five,
Boz Scaggs,
Lyres,
Eli Mardock,
Symarip,
Nation of Ulysses,
MC5,
Pagans,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.