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 Georgia and from Tokyo.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Houston.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare 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 Traffic Nightmare to the dance 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 Fort Wilson Riot. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nation of Ulysses,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Trojans,
Magma,
The Techniques,
Robert Görl,
Crooked Eye,
The Move,
Scrapy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Schoolly D,
Slave,
The Slits,
Soul II Soul,
Gil Scott Heron,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Soft Machine,
Minutemen,
Neil Young,
The Zeros,
Section 25,
The Tremeloes,
Wolf Eyes,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Johnny Clarke,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Soft Cell,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kas Product,
Rapeman,
Patti Smith,
Thee Headcoats,
Radiohead,
Eddi Front,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Toasters,
Bob Dylan,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Boz Scaggs,
Althea and Donna,
The Mummies,
The Star Department,
the Association,
The Remains,
Barbara Tucker,
Arcadia,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Slackers,
B.T. Express,
Roy Ayers,
Stetsasonic,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lower 48,
Faraquet,
Iggy Pop,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Dorothy Ashby,
Hardrive,
Neu!,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia.
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.