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 Brunei and from Spokane.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 808 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 The Evens to the punk 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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Men They Couldn't Hang record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
The Evens,
Sam Rivers,
Fad Gadget,
Kurtis Blow,
Severed Heads,
The Star Department,
X-101,
Lebanon Hanover,
Fluxion,
Skriet,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
K-Klass,
Groovy Waters,
Blossom Toes,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Techniques,
The Count Five,
Jimmy McGriff,
Country Teasers,
The Litter,
Nation of Ulysses,
Vladislav Delay,
Unwound,
Shuggie Otis,
The Blackbyrds,
PIL,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gong,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Deepchord,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Swell Maps,
Bauhaus,
Echospace,
Warren Ellis,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Moody Blues,
Jerry Gold Smith,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bootsy Collins,
New Order,
The Wake,
Flash Fearless,
Spoonie Gee,
Agent Orange,
Boz Scaggs,
Ossler,
Talk Talk,
Sandy B,
Excepter,
Absolute Body Control,
Can,
Gabor Szabo,
Alphaville,
Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz.
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.