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 Syria and from Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 ABC to the funk 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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Underground Resistance,
The Motions,
Magma,
Sixth Finger,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Vogues,
H. Thieme,
Bronski Beat,
The Stooges,
Dark Day,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Durutti Column,
Main Source,
Dual Sessions,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Y Pants,
Brass Construction,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Masters at Work,
Young Marble Giants,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Monks,
Bill Near,
Eric Dolphy,
The Doors,
Fad Gadget,
Rapeman,
DJ Style,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ituana,
Half Japanese,
The Pretty Things,
Clear Light,
Jacob Miller,
The Cure,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ossler,
World's Most,
Tomorrow,
Bob Dylan,
Icehouse,
Jerry's Kids,
Blake Baxter,
Soft Cell,
Skarface,
Pere Ubu,
Tears for Fears,
Juan Atkins,
The Buckinghams,
MC5,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Tommy Roe,
Lalo Schifrin,
Hot Snakes,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ludus,
Grandmaster Flash,
B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express.
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.