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 Japan 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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim to the dance 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty 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 snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brand Nubian,
Pole,
Cecil Taylor,
Lindisfarne,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sister Nancy,
The Fuzztones,
Sarah Menescal,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Outsiders,
Index,
X-102,
The Modern Lovers,
James White and The Blacks,
Scan 7,
Tom Boy,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Q and Not U,
Echospace,
Audionom,
Charles Mingus,
Barbara Tucker,
Camberwell Now,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Move,
China Crisis,
Sugar Minott,
Q65,
Electric Prunes,
Stetsasonic,
EPMD,
Circle Jerks,
Scrapy,
kango's stein massive,
Khruangbin,
MC5,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Dead C,
Camouflage,
This Heat,
Kerrie Biddell,
Black Sheep,
Bobby Byrd,
Basic Channel,
Fear,
Subhumans,
Nils Olav,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rakim,
Lakeside,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Wake,
Guru Guru,
Moebius,
Absolute Body Control,
Alison Limerick,
Amazonics,
Pantytec,
Sparks,
Josef K,
Throbbing Gristle,
Metal Thangz,
Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai.
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.