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 Palau and from Manila.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Mexico City.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Fad Gadget to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smoke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Misunderstood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gichy Dan,
Dennis Brown,
T. Rex,
The Offenders,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pole,
Fat Boys,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Harmonia,
Deadbeat,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Camberwell Now,
The Remains,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gang Green,
The Beau Brummels,
Average White Band,
The Trojans,
The Monochrome Set,
kango's stein massive,
Intrusion,
Banda Bassotti,
Prince Buster,
Kenny Larkin,
John Coltrane,
Yusef Lateef,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gabor Szabo,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Connie Case,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Das Ding,
Agent Orange,
Black Flag,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Erykah Badu,
Kaleidoscope,
DJ Style,
World's Most,
Black Pus,
Black Bananas,
The Birthday Party,
Severed Heads,
Skaos,
The Doobie Brothers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Icehouse,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gong,
Technova,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Chris & Cosey,
Cameo,
John Cale,
Ituana,
Wire,
Masters at Work,
Lou Reed,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies.
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.