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 Comoros and from Paris.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro 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 Fatback Band 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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw 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 mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Steve Hackett,
Susan Cadogan,
Alice Coltrane,
Bobby Sherman,
Blossom Toes,
The Gap Band,
Scion,
Slick Rick,
Scratch Acid,
The Motions,
World's Most,
Jeff Mills,
Marmalade,
Unrelated Segments,
Mad Mike,
Jeff Lynne,
Tropical Tobacco,
Banda Bassotti,
Stereo Dub,
Crispy Ambulance,
Ultra Naté,
Jacob Miller,
Jandek,
Tres Demented,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Popol Vuh,
Excepter,
Erykah Badu,
Jimmy McGriff,
Index,
Judy Mowatt,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Howard Jones,
The Litter,
Sonny Sharrock,
Livin' Joy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pere Ubu,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
T. Rex,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sonic Youth,
Matthew Bourne,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Magma,
Lyres,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Agitation Free,
Tommy Roe,
Au Pairs,
Jacques Brel,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Intrusion,
Thee Headcoats,
Slave,
Stetsasonic,
Suicide,
Barbara Tucker,
The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.
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.