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 Russia and from Accra.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Delon & Dalcan to the electroclash 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 Television. All the underground hits.
All Symarip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
Black Bananas,
The Barracudas,
The Beau Brummels,
the Germs,
Pylon,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Searchers,
The Gun Club,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Pretty Things,
The Divine Comedy,
The Sound,
Al Stewart,
The Selecter,
Tomorrow,
Bootsy Collins,
Warren Ellis,
Zapp,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Shadows of Knight,
Cymande,
Sonic Youth,
Skriet,
Maleditus Sound,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Hoover,
Toni Rubio,
Janne Schatter,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lightning Bolt,
Dennis Brown,
The Evens,
In Retrospect,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Con Funk Shun,
Malaria!,
KRS-One,
Flash Fearless,
Television,
The Invisible,
The Neon Judgement,
Soft Cell,
Dual Sessions,
Robert Görl,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Freddie Wadling,
Grey Daturas,
Josef K,
Royal Trux,
Black Flag,
The Monochrome Set,
Section 25,
The Birthday Party,
Unrelated Segments,
The American Breed,
The Toasters,
the Slits,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.