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 Paraguay and from Bremen.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Blackbyrds to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yaz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
Intrusion,
The Residents,
8 Eyed Spy,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kayak,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Terry Callier,
Magma,
The Standells,
Patti Smith,
B.T. Express,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Raincoats,
Qualms,
Lucky Dragons,
Sexual Harrassment,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bluetip,
The Modern Lovers,
James White and The Blacks,
Iggy Pop,
Urselle,
Echospace,
Blancmange,
Delon & Dalcan,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Can,
Steve Hackett,
Althea and Donna,
Arab on Radar,
E-Dancer,
Quantec,
Bang On A Can,
The Fire Engines,
Yaz,
Faraquet,
The Barracudas,
PIL,
Oblivians,
Scientists,
Monks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Technova,
Mantronix,
The Trojans,
Nik Kershaw,
Liliput,
Agitation Free,
Jacob Miller,
Amon Düül II,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lower 48,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Alarm Clocks,
Make Up,
Swell Maps,
Gichy Dan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.