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 Malta and from Columbus.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Paris.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Yazoo to the jazz 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All the Bar-Kays tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Buzzcocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
FM Einheit,
48th St. Collective,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Darondo,
Schoolly D,
The Dirtbombs,
Cymande,
Bill Wells,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fugazi,
Ultimate Spinach,
Minny Pops,
The Last Poets,
Underground Resistance,
Reuben Wilson,
Scientists,
Intrusion,
Idris Muhammad,
Prince Buster,
The Victims,
Joy Division,
Wally Richardson,
Popol Vuh,
Moss Icon,
Wire,
Laurel Aitken,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Blackbyrds,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Black Sheep,
Sixth Finger,
The Monochrome Set,
Marshall Jefferson,
Buzzcocks,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Nick Fraelich,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Susan Cadogan,
Connie Case,
Supertramp,
Dead Boys,
The Durutti Column,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Glenn Branca,
Kas Product,
Nas,
Joe Finger,
Mantronix,
Jerry's Kids,
the Slits,
Shuggie Otis,
Jawbox,
Ponytail,
Make Up,
Sun Ra,
The Wake,
Suicide,
Average White Band,
Dawn Penn,
ABC,
Rufus Thomas,
Ornette Coleman,
the Germs, the Germs, the Germs, the Germs.
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.