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 Equatorial Guinea and from Milan.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Eyeless In Gaza to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All Chris Corsano tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cosmic Jokers,
One Last Wish,
Sight & Sound,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Warren Ellis,
Funky Four + One,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pulsallama,
Bizarre Inc.,
Tom Boy,
Agitation Free,
Jimmy McGriff,
Scan 7,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Flamin' Groovies,
Roger Hodgson,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Fall,
H. Thieme,
Joy Division,
Joe Finger,
Depeche Mode,
Excepter,
Piero Umiliani,
Todd Rundgren,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lungfish,
Neu!,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Television Personalities,
Bluetip,
Soft Machine,
Michelle Simonal,
Grandmaster Flash,
Nik Kershaw,
The Pretty Things,
Quando Quango,
Deepchord,
The Happenings,
Schoolly D,
The Gladiators,
Arab on Radar,
Joe Smooth,
Blossom Toes,
The Misunderstood,
Ludus,
Tim Buckley,
Gil Scott Heron,
Unrelated Segments,
Freddie Wadling,
Terrestrial Tones,
Black Flag,
Monks,
F. McDonald,
Morten Harket,
Lou Christie,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Underground Resistance,
World's Most,
Lou Reed,
Kerrie Biddell,
T. Rex,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.