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 Ukraine and from London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Althea and Donna to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moby Grape record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Camberwell Now,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Knickerbockers,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
New York Dolls,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Eli Mardock,
Terrestrial Tones,
Peter & Gordon,
Al Stewart,
Tom Boy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
K-Klass,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Detroit Cobras,
Leonard Cohen,
China Crisis,
Swell Maps,
The J.B.'s,
Black Flag,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Modern Lovers,
Swans,
Robert Görl,
Spoonie Gee,
Pharoah Sanders,
Nils Olav,
Ralphi Rosario,
Intrusion,
Marc Almond,
Vainqueur,
the Human League,
Aloha Tigers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pantaleimon,
Saccharine Trust,
David McCallum,
Grey Daturas,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kurtis Blow,
Dark Day,
Traffic Nightmare,
La Düsseldorf,
Tubeway Army,
Deadbeat,
The Real Kids,
The Flesh Eaters,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Soul II Soul,
Urselle,
ABC,
Buzzcocks,
Joe Finger,
Slick Rick,
Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis.
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.