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 Suriname and from Stockholm.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manila.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Siglo XX to the grunge 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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sisters of Mercy 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 organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Desert Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Hot Snakes,
Crispy Ambulance,
Arcadia,
Crooked Eye,
Connie Case,
Nas,
These Immortal Souls,
Sugar Minott,
Delon & Dalcan,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Happenings,
The Evens,
Vladislav Delay,
Scratch Acid,
Scientists,
Jacob Miller,
Television Personalities,
The Move,
Inner City,
Mandrill,
Hasil Adkins,
Alton Ellis,
Nico,
Country Teasers,
Stiv Bators,
DJ Style,
The Monochrome Set,
Bizarre Inc.,
Basic Channel,
A Certain Ratio,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rufus Thomas,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Red Krayola,
L. Decosne,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Last Poets,
Marcia Griffiths,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Alison Limerick,
Bluetip,
UT,
Eden Ahbez,
Franke,
Lalann,
Cybotron,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Blake Baxter,
Bad Manners,
The Moody Blues,
James Chance & The Contortions,
the Normal,
Excepter,
Quadrant,
Q65,
Zero Boys,
Minor Threat,
Radio Birdman,
Von Mondo,
Max Romeo,
Aloha Tigers,
Amazonics,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.