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 United Kingdom 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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Glasgow.
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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Cowsills to the electroclash 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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All Lizzy Mercier Descloux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispy Ambulance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Michelle Simonal,
KRS-One,
Average White Band,
New Age Steppers,
The Stooges,
48th St. Collective,
Glenn Branca,
Piero Umiliani,
Livin' Joy,
The J.B.'s,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Buckinghams,
One Last Wish,
DJ Style,
Ronnie Foster,
Barrington Levy,
Derrick Morgan,
Johnny Osbourne,
Wasted Youth,
Spoonie Gee,
Heaven 17,
Jandek,
Ohio Players,
The Dave Clark Five,
Royal Trux,
Flipper,
Gang Starr,
Procol Harum,
Yazoo,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Josef K,
Isaac Hayes,
Eve St. Jones,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Young Rascals,
Eyeless In Gaza,
the Association,
Mary Jane Girls,
Yaz,
Dave Gahan,
Darondo,
Man Parrish,
Marc Almond,
Nick Fraelich,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Mummies,
Colin Newman,
The Trojans,
ABBA,
Y Pants,
Roy Ayers,
MC5,
Ultravox,
Tres Demented,
Los Fastidios,
Byron Stingily,
Max Romeo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Crash Course in Science,
Faraquet,
The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement.
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.