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 Latvia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 mellotron 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 Soul Sonic Force to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Five Americans,
Wolf Eyes,
Cymande,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Robert Hood,
The Tremeloes,
Laurel Aitken,
Drive Like Jehu,
Rufus Thomas,
Grandmaster Flash,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Half Japanese,
Nils Olav,
Rapeman,
Swell Maps,
Flash Fearless,
The Angels of Light,
Panda Bear,
The Associates,
Joy Division,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Marmalade,
Oneida,
Altered Images,
Jacob Miller,
10cc,
Anakelly,
Siglo XX,
Sexual Harrassment,
Television Personalities,
Lungfish,
John Lydon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
World's Most,
Oblivians,
Avey Tare,
Lindisfarne,
Jerry's Kids,
Cal Tjader,
Lakeside,
London Community Gospel Choir,
OOIOO,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Blancmange,
Negative Approach,
DNA,
Fear,
Nation of Ulysses,
Y Pants,
Henry Cow,
Robert Görl,
Can,
Procol Harum,
The Stooges,
Echospace,
Sandy B,
Von Mondo,
Andrew Hill,
Nas,
Alphaville,
Neu!,
John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx.
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.