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 China and from Mumbai.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 synthesizer 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 Sad Lovers and Giants to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Aural Exciters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Strawberry Alarm Clock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pere Ubu,
The Fire Engines,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Television,
Skarface,
Henry Cow,
Heaven 17,
Gichy Dan,
Warren Ellis,
Echospace,
The Cowsills,
Eurythmics,
Goldenarms,
Black Flag,
Pantytec,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ossler,
Parry Music,
Barclay James Harvest,
Stereo Dub,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Marshall Jefferson,
Technova,
Todd Rundgren,
Gang Starr,
Unwound,
Bobby Womack,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
MC5,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
John Coltrane,
Juan Atkins,
Radiopuhelimet,
Leonard Cohen,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Symarip,
Blancmange,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Porter Ricks,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lou Christie,
The Real Kids,
Model 500,
Mars,
Nils Olav,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Audionom,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Reagan Youth,
Au Pairs,
The Invisible,
Godley & Creme,
Silicon Teens,
The Motions,
June Days,
Ten City,
kango's stein massive,
Unrelated Segments,
Youth Brigade,
T. Rex,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.