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 Bolivia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
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 Hardrive to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Barrington Levy. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Cramps,
Bill Wells,
E-Dancer,
Fat Boys,
Talk Talk,
Zapp,
Kurtis Blow,
Jerry's Kids,
The Gun Club,
Joe Finger,
Easy Going,
Loose Ends,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Aaron Thompson,
Tim Buckley,
Monks,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Johnny Osbourne,
Eddi Front,
Von Mondo,
Tubeway Army,
Wings,
Moebius,
This Heat,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Skaos,
Wire,
Mandrill,
Terry Callier,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pantaleimon,
Reuben Wilson,
Bauhaus,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Frankie Knuckles,
Glenn Branca,
Michelle Simonal,
Traffic Nightmare,
Section 25,
Kerrie Biddell,
Amazonics,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Marine Girls,
Kenny Larkin,
Crispian St. Peters,
Y Pants,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Piero Umiliani,
Cluster,
Scratch Acid,
Trumans Water,
Derrick May,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kayak,
Flamin' Groovies,
Hasil Adkins,
David McCallum,
Marmalade,
Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond.
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.