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 Vanuatu and from Calgary.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lille.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the 808 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 Echo & the Bunnymen to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Neon Judgement,
China Crisis,
Zero Boys,
Blancmange,
The Dirtbombs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Howard Jones,
Deakin,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Mission of Burma,
Siglo XX,
Gil Scott Heron,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Stetsasonic,
Amon Düül,
Sonic Youth,
K-Klass,
The Monks,
Surgeon,
Flash Fearless,
The American Breed,
Frankie Knuckles,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Misunderstood,
The Smoke,
Yazoo,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Albert Ayler,
The Litter,
Byron Stingily,
David Axelrod,
Darondo,
Yellowson,
Easy Going,
Dark Day,
Barrington Levy,
Audionom,
Cecil Taylor,
Todd Rundgren,
Scott Walker,
Thompson Twins,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Electric Prunes,
The Beau Brummels,
Japan,
Peter & Gordon,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Moleskins,
Boz Scaggs,
Echospace,
Iggy Pop,
Ronnie Foster,
James White and The Blacks,
Inner City,
Robert Görl,
Althea and Donna,
Royal Trux,
The Move,
Marvin Gaye,
Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins.
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.