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 Serbia 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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
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 Slits to the punk 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 the Germs. All the underground hits.
All The Walker Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terry Callier record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maurizio,
Susan Cadogan,
The Moody Blues,
T. Rex,
Amon Düül II,
These Immortal Souls,
Scion,
Cybotron,
kango's stein massive,
The Doobie Brothers,
Clear Light,
Godley & Creme,
New York Dolls,
Bluetip,
Rotary Connection,
Byron Stingily,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
This Heat,
Tom Boy,
Reuben Wilson,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Jacques Brel,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Fall,
Liliput,
Iggy Pop,
Schoolly D,
The Gories,
Mr. Review,
Steve Hackett,
Minny Pops,
The Happenings,
Lalo Schifrin,
UT,
Audionom,
John Cale,
Q and Not U,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Moby Grape,
Patti Smith,
Desert Stars,
Heaven 17,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Parry Music,
Judy Mowatt,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Television,
Scott Walker,
Cymande,
Blossom Toes,
Crash Course in Science,
Shoche,
Aloha Tigers,
The American Breed,
The Victims,
Grey Daturas,
Ice-T,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.