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 Chile and from Winnipeg.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Skaos to the rock 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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Graham Central Station,
Reagan Youth,
Jacob Miller,
The Leaves,
Hot Snakes,
The Flesh Eaters,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Scion,
the Germs,
DJ Sneak,
Pharoah Sanders,
Blossom Toes,
Stetsasonic,
Babytalk,
Skaos,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Warsaw,
Sound Behaviour,
Max Romeo,
Eli Mardock,
Brick,
Loose Ends,
E-Dancer,
The Moleskins,
Newcleus,
AZ,
Peter & Gordon,
Henry Cow,
The Buckinghams,
The Smoke,
Al Stewart,
The Fall,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Schoolly D,
A Certain Ratio,
The Victims,
MDC,
Delta 5,
Magma,
Yazoo,
Kaleidoscope,
Pantytec,
Danielle Patucci,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Animal Collective,
Average White Band,
Tubeway Army,
The Mojo Men,
Stiv Bators,
Erasure,
Quantec,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Searchers,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pole,
Supertramp,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Harry Pussy,
Banda Bassotti,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Urselle,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.