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 Georgia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 guitar 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 The Victims to the rock 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 Jesper Dahlbäck. All the underground hits.
All Inner City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites 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 linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bluetip,
Qualms,
Michelle Simonal,
The Real Kids,
Sixth Finger,
Jesper Dahlback,
Joyce Sims,
Skarface,
a-ha,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Television Personalities,
The Fall,
The Victims,
Joensuu 1685,
The Pretty Things,
Tomorrow,
Zapp,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Babytalk,
Terrestrial Tones,
the Fania All-Stars,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Fire Engines,
Marvin Gaye,
Clear Light,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Dirtbombs,
Maleditus Sound,
The Human League,
Ice-T,
The Shadows of Knight,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kaleidoscope,
Grey Daturas,
Pharoah Sanders,
Icehouse,
Gerry Rafferty,
Vainqueur,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Howard Jones,
The J.B.'s,
Tres Demented,
Sam Rivers,
The Doors,
Gang Starr,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Laurel Aitken,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Prince Buster,
the Bar-Kays,
Eve St. Jones,
Quando Quango,
The Motions,
Matthew Bourne,
Procol Harum,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Donny Hathaway,
Deakin,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sun Ra,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.