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 Portugal and from Copenhagen.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Duran Duran to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 T.S.O.L.. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boz Scaggs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grauzone,
Ultimate Spinach,
This Heat,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Searchers,
Animal Collective,
48th St. Collective,
Howard Jones,
ABC,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gastr Del Sol,
Dark Day,
Joy Division,
Dave Gahan,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Cybotron,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
World's Most,
The Walker Brothers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Cecil Taylor,
Peter and Kerry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jacob Miller,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Adolescents,
Negative Approach,
Zapp,
Bobby Sherman,
Hoover,
Thompson Twins,
cv313,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Cramps,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Cowsills,
Cal Tjader,
Spoonie Gee,
LL Cool J,
Crispy Ambulance,
Ossler,
Eric B and Rakim,
Kas Product,
Flipper,
Robert Hood,
Mandrill,
Nils Olav,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Judy Mowatt,
Bronski Beat,
The Moody Blues,
Panda Bear,
Yaz,
Chrome,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Blancmange,
Idris Muhammad,
Royal Trux,
The Knickerbockers,
Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget.
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.