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 Mali and from Bremen.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 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 Bobbi Humphrey to the rock 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 Public Image Ltd.. All the underground hits.
All The Busters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 48th St. Collective 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eve St. Jones,
Mantronix,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Mad Mike,
Chris Corsano,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sarah Menescal,
Thompson Twins,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Black Flag,
Deakin,
Rites of Spring,
K-Klass,
Icehouse,
Joe Smooth,
Radiopuhelimet,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ralphi Rosario,
Matthew Halsall,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Smog,
Pagans,
Basic Channel,
The Detroit Cobras,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Happenings,
Sparks,
Agitation Free,
Fluxion,
Ultravox,
Yellowson,
Angry Samoans,
X-102,
June Days,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Durutti Column,
Sister Nancy,
EPMD,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Searchers,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Walker Brothers,
Soul II Soul,
The Human League,
Bluetip,
Black Pus,
Henry Cow,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Fire Engines,
Main Source,
Aaron Thompson,
The Five Americans,
Metal Thangz,
The Gun Club,
The Divine Comedy,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Little Man,
The Standells,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Cramps,
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.