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 Vanuatu and from Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Von Mondo to the rock 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 Vogues. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vainqueur record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Misunderstood,
Lucky Dragons,
Electric Prunes,
Half Japanese,
Outsiders,
David Bowie,
Henry Cow,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Susan Cadogan,
Kaleidoscope,
Technova,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sight & Sound,
The Angels of Light,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Move,
The Litter,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Intrusion,
Interpol,
Curtis Mayfield,
Erasure,
Stiv Bators,
B.T. Express,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Busters,
The Mojo Men,
Scratch Acid,
Man Eating Sloth,
Deakin,
The Names,
Lebanon Hanover,
Fatback Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
Negative Approach,
Todd Rundgren,
Eve St. Jones,
Rosa Yemen,
Average White Band,
Groovy Waters,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Danielle Patucci,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Qualms,
Con Funk Shun,
UT,
John Coltrane,
Joyce Sims,
Ten City,
Brick,
Idris Muhammad,
Cheater Slicks,
Ohio Players,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Modern Lovers,
K-Klass,
The Fire Engines,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.