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 Turkey and from London.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 spring reverb 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 Yellowson to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Mr. Review,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Juan Atkins,
The Dead C,
Unrelated Segments,
Neu!,
The Evens,
Ornette Coleman,
Sonic Youth,
a-ha,
The Raincoats,
June Days,
Byron Stingily,
Pulsallama,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Subhumans,
Suicide,
Arthur Verocai,
Harmonia,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Offenders,
Cameo,
Reuben Wilson,
Quantec,
48th St. Collective,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Judy Mowatt,
Zero Boys,
James White and The Blacks,
L. Decosne,
F. McDonald,
Groovy Waters,
The Real Kids,
Jandek,
Panda Bear,
Television Personalities,
Moss Icon,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Magma,
The Five Americans,
Hot Snakes,
Joensuu 1685,
Black Moon,
Peter and Kerry,
Lucky Dragons,
Sugar Minott,
Delta 5,
Mission of Burma,
Peter & Gordon,
Black Sheep,
The Dirtbombs,
Sound Behaviour,
Rekid,
The Shadows of Knight,
Chris Corsano,
Crash Course in Science,
Fear,
Scan 7,
Blossom Toes,
World's Most,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.