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 Argentina and from Tokyo.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Technova to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Gil Scott Heron. All the underground hits.
All Girls At Our Best! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 marimba and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liliput record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Wire,
The Gun Club,
Dave Gahan,
Gil Scott Heron,
Zero Boys,
Danielle Patucci,
Tears for Fears,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Godley & Creme,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Essential Logic,
Sun City Girls,
Infiniti,
Hashim,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Kinks,
Rhythm & Sound,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Audionom,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Amazonics,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Absolute Body Control,
Buzzcocks,
Ludus,
Jacques Brel,
Rotary Connection,
The Names,
Black Bananas,
Soft Machine,
The Gories,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sparks,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Mojo Men,
Joyce Sims,
kango's stein massive,
Gang Gang Dance,
Outsiders,
The Doobie Brothers,
Section 25,
X-Ray Spex,
Althea and Donna,
Ituana,
The Sound,
Boz Scaggs,
Pagans,
E-Dancer,
Bluetip,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Whodini,
Ronnie Foster,
The Detroit Cobras,
Unrelated Segments,
Nils Olav,
Lungfish,
Interpol,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lakeside,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.