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 Malta and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Delhi and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 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 The Slits to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Saints. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style 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 theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric B and Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monks,
Darondo,
Gang of Four,
Crime,
CMW,
The Mojo Men,
Main Source,
The Associates,
Amazonics,
The Young Rascals,
Aaron Thompson,
Talk Talk,
Bang On A Can,
Rotary Connection,
Junior Murvin,
Banda Bassotti,
Camberwell Now,
Audionom,
Sister Nancy,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Velvet Underground,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Invisible,
Reagan Youth,
Bauhaus,
Prince Buster,
Scrapy,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Marshall Jefferson,
cv313,
The Blackbyrds,
Saccharine Trust,
The Victims,
Peter and Kerry,
Gong,
Babytalk,
Kas Product,
Lakeside,
Susan Cadogan,
Siglo XX,
Agitation Free,
Scratch Acid,
Swell Maps,
Leonard Cohen,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Durutti Column,
The Evens,
Yaz,
Nation of Ulysses,
Reuben Wilson,
Kaleidoscope,
Interpol,
Scott Walker,
Unrelated Segments,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jacques Brel,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jimmy McGriff,
Funkadelic,
Technova, Technova, Technova, Technova.
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.