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 Kiribati and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Copenhagen.
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 guitar 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 Depeche Mode to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suicide record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
Graham Central Station,
Faust,
DJ Style,
Royal Trux,
Albert Ayler,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
One Last Wish,
Joyce Sims,
Echospace,
Gong,
Magazine,
the Soft Cell,
The Searchers,
Warsaw,
The Stooges,
a-ha,
Clear Light,
the Fania All-Stars,
Saccharine Trust,
Arab on Radar,
The Velvet Underground,
June of 44,
Quadrant,
Jawbox,
The Fall,
Minny Pops,
Q65,
Fela Kuti,
The Cowsills,
Anakelly,
Jeff Mills,
Whodini,
Derrick Morgan,
The Fuzztones,
OOIOO,
Suburban Knight,
Half Japanese,
The Alarm Clocks,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bauhaus,
Sällskapet,
Adolescents,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Young Rascals,
Erykah Badu,
Delta 5,
Donny Hathaway,
Second Layer,
Hoover,
Bang On A Can,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Matthew Bourne,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ludus,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Standells,
Depeche Mode,
Soft Machine,
The Golliwogs,
Japan,
James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks.
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.