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 San Marino and from Winnipeg.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lagos.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Thompson Twins to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Fuzztones. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
OOIOO,
Nik Kershaw,
Barbara Tucker,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Boredoms,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sixth Finger,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Arthur Verocai,
Ultra Naté,
UT,
Q and Not U,
Easy Going,
R.M.O.,
Peter & Gordon,
Bill Wells,
Minnie Riperton,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Patti Smith,
Franke,
Swell Maps,
Gichy Dan,
Lucky Dragons,
The Invisible,
Camberwell Now,
Warren Ellis,
The Index,
Aloha Tigers,
Oblivians,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
John Lydon,
the Association,
Essential Logic,
Sparks,
Mantronix,
Aaron Thompson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ice-T,
Crispian St. Peters,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Dave Gahan,
Robert Wyatt,
Bad Manners,
Spandau Ballet,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Buckinghams,
Colin Newman,
Pagans,
Glambeats Corp.,
Country Teasers,
Hoover,
Jeff Lynne,
Whodini,
Barry Ungar,
Q65,
Lungfish,
The Monochrome Set,
Fear,
Eric Dolphy,
Youth Brigade,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.