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 Latvia and from Columbus.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Bob Dylan to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Public Image Ltd.. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Livin' Joy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fatback Band,
kango's stein massive,
The Gladiators,
David Axelrod,
Davy DMX,
Fugazi,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Aural Exciters,
Bobby Womack,
Spoonie Gee,
Alphaville,
June of 44,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Barrington Levy,
Minor Threat,
LL Cool J,
Arcadia,
Nirvana,
Y Pants,
Gastr Del Sol,
Infiniti,
Stetsasonic,
Warren Ellis,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Gang of Four,
Jandek,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Searchers,
Minutemen,
Soul Sonic Force,
Arab on Radar,
the Germs,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Cowsills,
Jesper Dahlback,
Josef K,
Bobby Sherman,
New Age Steppers,
Terry Callier,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Johnny Clarke,
Aloha Tigers,
Gerry Rafferty,
Camberwell Now,
Tim Buckley,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Flesh Eaters,
Rites of Spring,
Letta Mbulu,
Donald Byrd,
Easy Going,
Buzzcocks,
ABC,
Boogie Down Productions,
F. McDonald,
Howard Jones,
Arthur Verocai,
Henry Cow,
The Cramps,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Livin' Joy,
The Fire Engines,
Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.
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.