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 Germany and from Delhi.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Cameo to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Albert Ayler. All the underground hits.
All David Bowie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Invisible,
Iggy Pop,
Cluster,
The Dave Clark Five,
R.M.O.,
Q and Not U,
Boredoms,
Ice-T,
The Knickerbockers,
Bootsy Collins,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Whodini,
Jerry's Kids,
DJ Style,
Bobby Sherman,
Peter and Kerry,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Make Up,
Flamin' Groovies,
Thompson Twins,
The Sisters of Mercy,
New Order,
Gregory Isaacs,
Peter & Gordon,
Susan Cadogan,
Warsaw,
the Germs,
Sun Ra,
The Smiths,
Soul II Soul,
Main Source,
Girls At Our Best!,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Scott Walker,
Newcleus,
Shoche,
The Music Machine,
China Crisis,
Agent Orange,
Mission of Burma,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
These Immortal Souls,
Banda Bassotti,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Techniques,
The Moleskins,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Kenny Larkin,
Jeff Lynne,
Sällskapet,
The Human League,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Maurizio,
Nick Fraelich,
Graham Central Station,
The Selecter,
the Sonics,
The Cramps,
Brick,
Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson.
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.