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 Fiji and from Shanghai.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and New York.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Subhumans to the rock 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 Ultravox. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minutemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gabor Szabo,
Althea and Donna,
Marmalade,
Scan 7,
Clear Light,
Susan Cadogan,
The Blackbyrds,
Todd Rundgren,
Agent Orange,
Ultravox,
X-102,
Thee Headcoats,
The Seeds,
Yaz,
Black Moon,
Mark Hollis,
The Divine Comedy,
The Count Five,
Deadbeat,
James White and The Blacks,
New Order,
The Selecter,
Joensuu 1685,
AZ,
Man Eating Sloth,
Fluxion,
JFA,
Chris Corsano,
Barrington Levy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Shuggie Otis,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bob Dylan,
The Young Rascals,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Davy DMX,
Scratch Acid,
The Slits,
Crispy Ambulance,
Zero Boys,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Skarface,
Von Mondo,
The Velvet Underground,
cv313,
The Fugs,
Lee Hazlewood,
Minor Threat,
X-101,
Barbara Tucker,
Q and Not U,
Derrick May,
Skriet,
The Skatalites,
Alphaville,
The Mummies,
Ultra Naté,
Metal Thangz,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
La Düsseldorf,
Hardrive,
Boogie Down Productions,
A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls.
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.