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 Uganda and from Mexico City.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Michael McDonald 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 Skarface to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Derrick Morgan,
MDC,
Audionom,
Severed Heads,
Pharoah Sanders,
Chris & Cosey,
the Human League,
Jawbox,
The Cramps,
The Techniques,
Lightning Bolt,
The Real Kids,
Eden Ahbez,
Ronan,
Goldenarms,
James White and The Blacks,
Radio Birdman,
John Holt,
Danielle Patucci,
Lindisfarne,
Guru Guru,
Echospace,
New York Dolls,
Masters at Work,
Aloha Tigers,
Rod Modell,
The Vogues,
The Leaves,
Jerry's Kids,
Adolescents,
Negative Approach,
Johnny Clarke,
the Sonics,
Kerri Chandler,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
DNA,
Deadbeat,
8 Eyed Spy,
Yellowson,
Crash Course in Science,
Khruangbin,
Grandmaster Flash,
Erasure,
The Gories,
Laurel Aitken,
Warsaw,
The Trojans,
Rapeman,
Eurythmics,
Minny Pops,
Darondo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Jeff Lynne,
Radiohead,
The Move,
K-Klass,
Michelle Simonal,
Young Marble Giants,
Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop.
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.