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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sun City Girls to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All Minny Pops tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Jerry's Kids,
Spandau Ballet,
Hasil Adkins,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Moss Icon,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Gun Club,
Quantec,
Siglo XX,
Radiohead,
The J.B.'s,
Altered Images,
The Detroit Cobras,
Animal Collective,
Kool Moe Dee,
Prince Buster,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Deepchord,
Howard Jones,
Letta Mbulu,
Smog,
Vladislav Delay,
Gong,
The Cowsills,
John Lydon,
The Doobie Brothers,
Robert Görl,
David McCallum,
The Grass Roots,
OOIOO,
Moby Grape,
the Bar-Kays,
Bad Manners,
Swell Maps,
Skaos,
FM Einheit,
Nico,
10cc,
the Soft Cell,
Bauhaus,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Josef K,
Davy DMX,
The Moody Blues,
Unrelated Segments,
Camouflage,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Scion,
Slave,
Terry Callier,
Junior Murvin,
Big Daddy Kane,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
DJ Sneak,
Blossom Toes,
The Barracudas,
Jacob Miller,
Sonic Youth,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.