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 Thailand and from Bologna.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 Japan to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Throbbing Gristle. All the underground hits.
All Robert Hood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tears for Fears record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dead Boys,
The Evens,
Sällskapet,
Adolescents,
The Star Department,
The Smiths,
Gang of Four,
Circle Jerks,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Moebius,
The Motions,
China Crisis,
Rufus Thomas,
Pantytec,
The Selecter,
Mars,
Brick,
Bill Near,
Scion,
The Cure,
Hardrive,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Monolake,
Fat Boys,
Harmonia,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sixth Finger,
Andrew Hill,
LL Cool J,
Soul Sonic Force,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Johnny Osbourne,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Toasters,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Kool Moe Dee,
Eli Mardock,
In Retrospect,
Jeff Lynne,
Bob Dylan,
Peter & Gordon,
Crash Course in Science,
Kayak,
K-Klass,
Marmalade,
The Sonics,
The Neon Judgement,
Skaos,
The Zeros,
Minny Pops,
Davy DMX,
Excepter,
Cheater Slicks,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bad Manners,
Steve Hackett,
Scratch Acid,
Pole,
Blake Baxter,
Cameo,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.