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 Angola and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Milan.
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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro 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 JFA to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Sugar Minott tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultravox 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
The Walker Brothers,
U.S. Maple,
Kayak,
James White and The Blacks,
Smog,
10cc,
L. Decosne,
Warren Ellis,
Franke,
Zapp,
Ohio Players,
Niagra,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Siglo XX,
Mr. Review,
X-101,
The Move,
Wings,
Monks,
Quando Quango,
Yaz,
Public Enemy,
Black Moon,
Cal Tjader,
R.M.O.,
Procol Harum,
Supertramp,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Max Romeo,
Cecil Taylor,
LL Cool J,
48th St. Collective,
Minny Pops,
New York Dolls,
Agent Orange,
John Lydon,
Faust,
the Swans,
Eric B and Rakim,
Rapeman,
Arcadia,
JFA,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Second Layer,
Soft Machine,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Das Ding,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bronski Beat,
Patti Smith,
Fat Boys,
Hot Snakes,
Minor Threat,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Barbara Tucker,
Dorothy Ashby,
Adolescents,
Malaria!,
Subhumans,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.