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 Haiti and from New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Zeros to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 X-Ray Spex. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharoah Sanders,
Kaleidoscope,
Massinfluence,
Wolf Eyes,
The United States of America,
Marc Almond,
Basic Channel,
Liliput,
Neil Young,
Kool Moe Dee,
Crispy Ambulance,
Rotary Connection,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Jeru the Damaja,
X-102,
Minutemen,
The Barracudas,
Dave Gahan,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Yusef Lateef,
Black Pus,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sandy B,
Accadde A,
Unwound,
MC5,
Carl Craig,
Isaac Hayes,
X-Ray Spex,
Fatback Band,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Television Personalities,
Johnny Clarke,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Knickerbockers,
cv313,
Clear Light,
Cameo,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Raincoats,
Infiniti,
Tres Demented,
Japan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Susan Cadogan,
Aloha Tigers,
Sugar Minott,
The Stooges,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
T. Rex,
Ten City,
Eden Ahbez,
Reagan Youth,
Scratch Acid,
Surgeon,
Moss Icon,
Soul II Soul,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Metal Thangz,
Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie.
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.