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 Finland and from Sao Paulo.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 June of 44 to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sex Pistols,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Associates,
Charles Mingus,
Popol Vuh,
Lou Christie,
Jimmy McGriff,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lalann,
Sun City Girls,
Silicon Teens,
Andrew Hill,
The Searchers,
Minutemen,
Basic Channel,
The Angels of Light,
Iggy Pop,
Stereo Dub,
Easy Going,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Blackbyrds,
Rakim,
Gerry Rafferty,
the Association,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Barbara Tucker,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Albert Ayler,
Aural Exciters,
The Cure,
The Shadows of Knight,
Make Up,
Janne Schatter,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ludus,
X-101,
Glenn Branca,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Public Enemy,
Amon Düül,
Kevin Saunderson,
Brothers Johnson,
Man Eating Sloth,
Judy Mowatt,
Q65,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Zero Boys,
Second Layer,
Groovy Waters,
Tom Boy,
The Evens,
Trumans Water,
Cameo,
The Tremeloes,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Peter & Gordon,
Bill Near,
Main Source,
Arcadia,
Cheater Slicks,
One Last Wish,
John Cale,
Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith.
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.