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 Uganda and from Houston.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 808 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 Sixth Finger to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & John Cale 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
Eric Copeland,
Lightning Bolt,
John Coltrane,
Anakelly,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Mojo Men,
U.S. Maple,
Hoover,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Red Krayola,
Black Moon,
Cymande,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sugar Minott,
Boz Scaggs,
Glambeats Corp.,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lindisfarne,
The Vogues,
Babytalk,
Depeche Mode,
The Walker Brothers,
The Index,
Marine Girls,
Fugazi,
Tubeway Army,
Jeff Lynne,
Essential Logic,
Talk Talk,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Count Five,
Tom Boy,
Rapeman,
Mission of Burma,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Smiths,
Gong,
Don Cherry,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Robert Görl,
The Music Machine,
Fat Boys,
Skriet,
L. Decosne,
Amon Düül II,
Kas Product,
The Mummies,
Stereo Dub,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Arcadia,
Flamin' Groovies,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Skaos,
The Sound,
Amazonics,
Black Flag,
The Litter,
The Blackbyrds,
Hot Snakes,
Motorama,
F. McDonald,
Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana.
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.