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 Poland and from Portland.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the theremin 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 Sex Pistols to the grime 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 Bobby Hutcherson. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Henry Cow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Be Bop Deluxe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
Flipper,
Reagan Youth,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Easy Going,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Con Funk Shun,
The Shadows of Knight,
Fat Boys,
Blossom Toes,
Eric Copeland,
Dennis Brown,
Nik Kershaw,
The Grass Roots,
Amazonics,
Deakin,
Delta 5,
The Detroit Cobras,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Black Flag,
Amon Düül,
Robert Hood,
The Gladiators,
Darondo,
The Cramps,
The Human League,
The Last Poets,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Alice Coltrane,
The Star Department,
Camouflage,
Junior Murvin,
Lou Reed,
Terrestrial Tones,
Tubeway Army,
Lower 48,
Minor Threat,
The Velvet Underground,
FM Einheit,
Rod Modell,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Fuzztones,
Bauhaus,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bluetip,
Zapp,
ABC,
Cameo,
Little Man,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Clear Light,
Absolute Body Control,
Traffic Nightmare,
Aloha Tigers,
the Normal,
Bronski Beat,
World's Most,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ludus,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sparks,
Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen.
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.