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 Italy and from Seoul.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Busters to the dance 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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Tres Demented tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jawbox,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rufus Thomas,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Youth Brigade,
The Happenings,
Soft Machine,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Seeds,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Juan Atkins,
Connie Case,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Stiv Bators,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pierre Henry,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Con Funk Shun,
Nico,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Vogues,
Flash Fearless,
U.S. Maple,
Warren Ellis,
the Slits,
The Modern Lovers,
Faust,
E-Dancer,
Duran Duran,
Slave,
Swell Maps,
JFA,
Essential Logic,
Traffic Nightmare,
Camouflage,
A Certain Ratio,
Lindisfarne,
Lucky Dragons,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rosa Yemen,
Icehouse,
Peter and Kerry,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Flamin' Groovies,
New Age Steppers,
Qualms,
The Neon Judgement,
Blossom Toes,
X-102,
The Monochrome Set,
Negative Approach,
Pantytec,
Skaos,
Robert Görl,
Pere Ubu,
Popol Vuh,
John Coltrane,
Patti Smith,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.