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 Guyana and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Michelle Simonal to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator 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 synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fuzztones,
Lou Reed,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sixth Finger,
Unrelated Segments,
Quadrant,
Bang On A Can,
Trumans Water,
Avey Tare,
Ossler,
The Red Krayola,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lungfish,
Sugar Minott,
Jandek,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Fatback Band,
Dark Day,
The Human League,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Blancmange,
Unwound,
Drexciya,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Deadbeat,
The Fugs,
Erykah Badu,
Eurythmics,
Aloha Tigers,
Groovy Waters,
Flipper,
Amon Düül,
the Sonics,
Los Fastidios,
JFA,
Minor Threat,
Porter Ricks,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Electric Prunes,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Terry Callier,
Jerry's Kids,
Alice Coltrane,
Hardrive,
The Dave Clark Five,
Brand Nubian,
Joyce Sims,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Stooges,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Misunderstood,
PIL,
Anakelly,
Deakin,
Eric Dolphy,
Intrusion,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Glenn Branca,
Aural Exciters,
Mantronix,
Lindisfarne,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.