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 Japan and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 ABC to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Saccharine Trust,
Sällskapet,
Pulsallama,
John Foxx,
Malaria!,
Blossom Toes,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ornette Coleman,
Joe Finger,
Amazonics,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Neu!,
Joyce Sims,
Arthur Verocai,
Kevin Saunderson,
AZ,
Blake Baxter,
Black Moon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
the Bar-Kays,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Slits,
Japan,
Althea and Donna,
Slick Rick,
Lindisfarne,
Circle Jerks,
Aural Exciters,
Kas Product,
Donny Hathaway,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Maurizio,
David Axelrod,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Angry Samoans,
Crispy Ambulance,
Magazine,
Quantec,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Supertramp,
Donald Byrd,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cymande,
Swans,
David McCallum,
Mandrill,
48th St. Collective,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Piero Umiliani,
Rites of Spring,
Thompson Twins,
Eric Dolphy,
Joensuu 1685,
Guru Guru,
Fat Boys,
Television Personalities,
The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves.
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.