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 Slovakia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 arpeggiator 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 Radiohead to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All In Retrospect tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mandrill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Prunes,
Depeche Mode,
Ponytail,
Clear Light,
Goldenarms,
Hasil Adkins,
Alice Coltrane,
James White and The Blacks,
ABC,
Al Stewart,
Skaos,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Tubeway Army,
Popol Vuh,
Boz Scaggs,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Grass Roots,
Niagra,
Pole,
Amon Düül,
Intrusion,
The Gladiators,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Radiopuhelimet,
Robert Görl,
Japan,
John Coltrane,
the Fania All-Stars,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Maleditus Sound,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Motions,
Echospace,
Eli Mardock,
World's Most,
Suicide,
Mantronix,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Basic Channel,
Anakelly,
Bobby Byrd,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Minnie Riperton,
Moby Grape,
Lyres,
Rapeman,
Lightning Bolt,
Maurizio,
Dave Gahan,
Nils Olav,
Thee Headcoats,
Motorama,
the Germs,
Q65,
Saccharine Trust,
Kool Moe Dee,
Silicon Teens,
Derrick Morgan,
Oneida,
Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie.
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.