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 Qatar and from Tokyo.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Cameo to the disco 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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Chris Corsano tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Animal Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
Suburban Knight,
Ituana,
Television,
D'Angelo,
KRS-One,
Althea and Donna,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Yazoo,
The Cowsills,
Average White Band,
Big Daddy Kane,
John Coltrane,
X-Ray Spex,
The Remains,
The Slackers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Crooked Eye,
Outsiders,
Delon & Dalcan,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ultravox,
John Cale,
The Searchers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rufus Thomas,
Bootsy Collins,
Symarip,
U.S. Maple,
The Gladiators,
Lower 48,
EPMD,
Gang Starr,
Oblivians,
Radiohead,
Soft Cell,
Half Japanese,
Rapeman,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Thee Headcoats,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Underground Resistance,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Basic Channel,
Nico,
Pagans,
Chrome,
The Gories,
Moebius,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kenny Larkin,
Excepter,
Drexciya,
Sugar Minott,
Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo.
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.