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 the UAE and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 guitar 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 Martian to the dance 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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maleditus Sound 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Beau Brummels,
X-102,
Basic Channel,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Slackers,
China Crisis,
KRS-One,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Scratch Acid,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Can,
CMW,
Simply Red,
Lungfish,
Pantytec,
Monks,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eric Copeland,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
New York Dolls,
Sonny Sharrock,
DNA,
Joy Division,
Prince Buster,
Gang Starr,
Colin Newman,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Al Stewart,
Robert Hood,
Blossom Toes,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ten City,
Shoche,
Ultravox,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Neu!,
Robert Görl,
Nils Olav,
Grandmaster Flash,
John Coltrane,
Marine Girls,
Joe Smooth,
Black Sheep,
Sex Pistols,
Little Man,
Alison Limerick,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lower 48,
The Detroit Cobras,
Thee Headcoats,
Minutemen,
Siglo XX,
Man Eating Sloth,
Schoolly D,
Moebius,
Grauzone,
Alphaville,
Hot Snakes,
Warren Ellis,
Von Mondo,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.