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 Moldova and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 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 Magazine to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Man Eating Sloth. All the underground hits.
All Terrestrial Tones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama 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 a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Qualms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
Neil Young,
The Neon Judgement,
The Mojo Men,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Fugazi,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Funkadelic,
Ice-T,
The Young Rascals,
Alice Coltrane,
The Selecter,
The Evens,
The Litter,
Heaven 17,
Davy DMX,
Kurtis Blow,
Peter & Gordon,
The Index,
Brothers Johnson,
Roger Hodgson,
Average White Band,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Television,
the Fania All-Stars,
Television Personalities,
Youth Brigade,
Rotary Connection,
Eric B and Rakim,
Deakin,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Tomorrow,
Black Pus,
Thompson Twins,
China Crisis,
Siglo XX,
Sun City Girls,
Lakeside,
Anakelly,
Robert Wyatt,
La Düsseldorf,
Steve Hackett,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
UT,
Excepter,
Danielle Patucci,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pantytec,
A Certain Ratio,
Aswad,
Warren Ellis,
Leonard Cohen,
The United States of America,
Pussy Galore,
Flash Fearless,
The Stooges,
Visage,
Max Romeo,
Skarface,
Sixth Finger,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.