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 Samoa and from London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 X-Ray Spex to the grunge 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Beasts of Bourbon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tears for Fears record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Au Pairs,
The Count Five,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Stereo Dub,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Velvet Underground,
DJ Sneak,
The Electric Prunes,
Roger Hodgson,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lebanon Hanover,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Dark Day,
Lucky Dragons,
Absolute Body Control,
Peter & Gordon,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Index,
Can,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
the Slits,
Kerri Chandler,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Loose Ends,
Roxette,
MDC,
LL Cool J,
Cybotron,
Lakeside,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Technova,
Thee Headcoats,
Mary Jane Girls,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gastr Del Sol,
John Coltrane,
Letta Mbulu,
Agitation Free,
K-Klass,
In Retrospect,
Ituana,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Yaz,
Andrew Hill,
Derrick Morgan,
The Slackers,
Average White Band,
Barry Ungar,
Vainqueur,
kango's stein massive,
Index,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Intrusion,
Scott Walker,
Neu!,
Charles Mingus,
Pierre Henry,
Black Sheep,
The Invisible,
Scrapy,
Adolescents,
PIL,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl.
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.