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 Sudan and from Houston.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Boredoms to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Selector Dub Narcotic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Traffic Nightmare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camouflage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Con Funk Shun,
Anakelly,
Lou Reed,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
CMW,
Girls At Our Best!,
X-101,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Moody Blues,
Electric Prunes,
China Crisis,
Suicide,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Davy DMX,
Lower 48,
Simply Red,
Dave Gahan,
Gang Green,
The Human League,
UT,
Ornette Coleman,
Nico,
The Monochrome Set,
Sixth Finger,
Ultravox,
Basic Channel,
Bush Tetras,
Moss Icon,
Joe Finger,
Harmonia,
Avey Tare,
The Cramps,
Angry Samoans,
Mr. Review,
The United States of America,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Tears for Fears,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Flipper,
Visage,
Hashim,
Chrome,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Drive Like Jehu,
Black Bananas,
Sonic Youth,
Brass Construction,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scion,
The Pop Group,
Yaz,
Depeche Mode,
Niagra,
Absolute Body Control,
kango's stein massive,
The Buckinghams,
E-Dancer,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.