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 Armenia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Glasgow.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the theremin 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 Eden Ahbez to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thee Headcoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bad Manners,
Ossler,
Trumans Water,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ponytail,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Intrusion,
Bill Wells,
Flamin' Groovies,
Man Eating Sloth,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Janne Schatter,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
a-ha,
Echospace,
Junior Murvin,
New Order,
Thompson Twins,
Fela Kuti,
The Toasters,
Ultimate Spinach,
Barrington Levy,
Radiohead,
Average White Band,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gang Starr,
David Bowie,
Technova,
Crispy Ambulance,
Quando Quango,
Hardrive,
Faraquet,
Television Personalities,
Radio Birdman,
Colin Newman,
FM Einheit,
Aural Exciters,
The Count Five,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Easy Going,
The Red Krayola,
Zero Boys,
James White and The Blacks,
Tres Demented,
Jeff Mills,
DNA,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Roxy Music,
The Buckinghams,
the Slits,
the Bar-Kays,
The Cosmic Jokers,
John Lydon,
X-102,
Brass Construction,
Basic Channel,
Can,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.