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 Oman and from Manchester.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Milan.
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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Five Americans to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Leonard Cohen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Move,
The Smiths,
Unwound,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Associates,
Oneida,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Flipper,
Echospace,
Gabor Szabo,
Hoover,
The Searchers,
Inner City,
the Bar-Kays,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Crime,
Procol Harum,
The Modern Lovers,
Bronski Beat,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gong,
Shuggie Otis,
Absolute Body Control,
The Young Rascals,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jacques Brel,
The United States of America,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Radiohead,
Altered Images,
The Music Machine,
The Offenders,
Deepchord,
Stereo Dub,
Underground Resistance,
The Misunderstood,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Surgeon,
Minutemen,
Wally Richardson,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
This Heat,
T. Rex,
Metal Thangz,
Minny Pops,
The Velvet Underground,
Eli Mardock,
Matthew Bourne,
Babytalk,
John Holt,
Bauhaus,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Das Ding,
Patti Smith,
Todd Rundgren,
Soft Cell,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bizarre Inc.,
Main Source,
Audionom,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work.
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.