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 Netherlands and from Bremen.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Hasil Adkins to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Inner City,
Pere Ubu,
10cc,
Davy DMX,
The Vogues,
The Barracudas,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ronan,
Half Japanese,
Rotary Connection,
Sun Ra,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Wasted Youth,
Bang On A Can,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Patti Smith,
Parry Music,
Janne Schatter,
the Swans,
Barclay James Harvest,
Intrusion,
Toni Rubio,
kango's stein massive,
Suicide,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sparks,
Blossom Toes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Glenn Branca,
Zapp,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Rhythm & Sound,
Animal Collective,
Model 500,
Ice-T,
Sight & Sound,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bob Dylan,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Gories,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Johnny Clarke,
Pole,
Sonic Youth,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sam Rivers,
The Moleskins,
the Sonics,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Erykah Badu,
Sarah Menescal,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gong,
Roy Ayers,
Robert Hood,
Cluster,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Standells,
The Modern Lovers,
The Human League,
Reuben Wilson,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.