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 Senegal and from Seoul.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Hasil Adkins to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Iggy Pop,
Trumans Water,
Loose Ends,
Brick,
Section 25,
Spoonie Gee,
The Electric Prunes,
The Modern Lovers,
Soulsonic Force,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ituana,
Hot Snakes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gong,
John Lydon,
New Order,
Rekid,
Aswad,
Big Daddy Kane,
Khruangbin,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Faraquet,
La Düsseldorf,
Flamin' Groovies,
the Soft Cell,
Desert Stars,
Sexual Harrassment,
Amon Düül,
kango's stein massive,
Newcleus,
The Dave Clark Five,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Technova,
the Sonics,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sister Nancy,
Adolescents,
The Martian,
Circle Jerks,
Goldenarms,
Average White Band,
Junior Murvin,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Tomorrow,
Boogie Down Productions,
E-Dancer,
Ash Ra Tempel,
ABC,
Marshall Jefferson,
Arab on Radar,
Mantronix,
Archie Shepp,
Jacques Brel,
Al Stewart,
The Skatalites,
the Normal,
Ultravox,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Last Poets,
Traffic Nightmare,
New York Dolls,
Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat.
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.