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 Montenegro and from Salvador.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 chamberlin 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 Gil Scott Heron to the disco 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 The Mighty Diamonds. All the underground hits.
All Das Ding tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Swans,
Joensuu 1685,
Soulsonic Force,
Lindisfarne,
The Doors,
The Sonics,
Metal Thangz,
Rufus Thomas,
Scott Walker,
Roxy Music,
Warren Ellis,
Thompson Twins,
Bobby Sherman,
The Monks,
Rapeman,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Chris Corsano,
Byron Stingily,
Slick Rick,
The Knickerbockers,
Sällskapet,
Delta 5,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Trojans,
Faraquet,
Bobby Byrd,
The Moleskins,
Matthew Bourne,
Mary Jane Girls,
Eli Mardock,
The Flesh Eaters,
Essential Logic,
Sarah Menescal,
Hoover,
the Human League,
Terry Callier,
The Divine Comedy,
The Moody Blues,
The Gun Club,
Dual Sessions,
Andrew Hill,
The Seeds,
Hasil Adkins,
Colin Newman,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Peter and Kerry,
Khruangbin,
The Last Poets,
A Certain Ratio,
Johnny Osbourne,
The American Breed,
Boogie Down Productions,
Leonard Cohen,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Susan Cadogan,
The Saints,
Todd Terry,
Pierre Henry,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Brothers Johnson,
Talk Talk,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.