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 Malaysia and from Milan.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Lower 48 to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 World's Most. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cymande record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
The Divine Comedy,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Cramps,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Fall,
The Gories,
Frankie Knuckles,
Marc Almond,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kenny Larkin,
Lindisfarne,
Jacques Brel,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Crime,
Pulsallama,
Delta 5,
Silicon Teens,
Howard Jones,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Mojo Men,
The Slackers,
Byron Stingily,
Skaos,
Chris & Cosey,
The Blues Magoos,
New York Dolls,
Wire,
Matthew Halsall,
The Cowsills,
Infiniti,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Simply Red,
The Walker Brothers,
Tomorrow,
Pet Shop Boys,
Khruangbin,
Juan Atkins,
June Days,
Wolf Eyes,
Rotary Connection,
Graham Central Station,
Audionom,
Pharoah Sanders,
a-ha,
Magma,
Gregory Isaacs,
The United States of America,
The Grass Roots,
Iggy Pop,
Big Daddy Kane,
Slave,
D'Angelo,
Arthur Verocai,
Anakelly,
New Order,
K-Klass,
Television,
Q65,
Boredoms,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.