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 Nepal and from Paris.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 AZ to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Star Department. All the underground hits.
All Los Fastidios tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suburban Knight 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Essential Logic,
Tom Boy,
Index,
Magazine,
Y Pants,
Sparks,
The Moody Blues,
Nirvana,
Robert Wyatt,
Clear Light,
The Gun Club,
Derrick May,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Deakin,
Television Personalities,
Howard Jones,
Arthur Verocai,
The Misunderstood,
Los Fastidios,
Flash Fearless,
Q and Not U,
The Slackers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Chrome,
The Count Five,
Stiv Bators,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Index,
Smog,
The Dave Clark Five,
Alphaville,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
New Age Steppers,
Pagans,
Deadbeat,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Move,
Dave Gahan,
The Young Rascals,
Wolf Eyes,
Matthew Halsall,
Dead Boys,
Moby Grape,
David Axelrod,
John Cale,
Khruangbin,
cv313,
X-Ray Spex,
Agent Orange,
Mr. Review,
Model 500,
The Human League,
Das Ding,
Girls At Our Best!,
Tears for Fears,
Black Sheep,
ABC,
Quadrant,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.