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 Somalia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Copenhagen.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the marimba 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 Delta 5 to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All The Smiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Qualms 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys 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?
Cheater Slicks,
Groovy Waters,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sparks,
Johnny Osbourne,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Royal Trux,
Second Layer,
Negative Approach,
Lakeside,
Warsaw,
Faraquet,
The Remains,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Toni Rubio,
Black Pus,
Dark Day,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Isaac Hayes,
FM Einheit,
Inner City,
Surgeon,
Hasil Adkins,
Blancmange,
Con Funk Shun,
The Doors,
The Shadows of Knight,
Hashim,
Kerrie Biddell,
Soulsonic Force,
the Normal,
Wings,
The Five Americans,
Smog,
The Buckinghams,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Roxette,
the Germs,
The Blues Magoos,
Essential Logic,
Masters at Work,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Funky Four + One,
Skaos,
Althea and Donna,
Bad Manners,
Bobby Byrd,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Scrapy,
Section 25,
Camouflage,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Leaves,
The Names,
Cameo,
Boredoms,
Make Up,
Glenn Branca,
Maurizio,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.