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 Germany and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 güiro 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 Danielle Patucci to the electroclash 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 Rod Modell. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Sneak 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visage,
Negative Approach,
Iggy Pop,
Young Marble Giants,
Soft Machine,
The Doobie Brothers,
Delta 5,
Minor Threat,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Man Parrish,
The Victims,
Patti Smith,
Das Ding,
Brothers Johnson,
Connie Case,
Traffic Nightmare,
Q and Not U,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Boogie Down Productions,
China Crisis,
Fela Kuti,
Delon & Dalcan,
Pylon,
Deepchord,
Quando Quango,
Masters at Work,
Wolf Eyes,
Interpol,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Tomorrow,
The Tremeloes,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Monochrome Set,
James Chance & The Contortions,
the Slits,
Sixth Finger,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Brand Nubian,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fad Gadget,
Circle Jerks,
Hashim,
The Black Dice,
The Gap Band,
Susan Cadogan,
Flamin' Groovies,
Public Enemy,
Sexual Harrassment,
Gang of Four,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Wally Richardson,
Von Mondo,
The Buckinghams,
Deadbeat,
The Busters,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Bill Near,
Ken Boothe,
John Cale,
Ossler,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Saints,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.