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 Equatorial Guinea and from Shanghai.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 linndrum 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 Main Source to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal 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 clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gun Club,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Divine Comedy,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kenny Larkin,
Crooked Eye,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Vogues,
Skarface,
Deadbeat,
Jerry's Kids,
Rufus Thomas,
Electric Prunes,
Porter Ricks,
R.M.O.,
Marcia Griffiths,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
ABBA,
Peter & Gordon,
Subhumans,
Eric Dolphy,
Flash Fearless,
Vainqueur,
The Happenings,
Toni Rubio,
Whodini,
The Blackbyrds,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Doobie Brothers,
Terrestrial Tones,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Black Flag,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Alton Ellis,
Sarah Menescal,
Wings,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Jeff Mills,
Leonard Cohen,
Wally Richardson,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Dave Clark Five,
B.T. Express,
Black Pus,
MC5,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Black Bananas,
The Seeds,
Soul II Soul,
48th St. Collective,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Joey Negro,
Thompson Twins,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Crispian St. Peters,
Niagra,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.