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 Uruguay and from Johannesburg.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 X-101 to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Fort Wilson Riot. All the underground hits.
All Pussy Galore tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Remains 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Banda Bassotti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Monolake,
Josef K,
Pere Ubu,
Aswad,
Model 500,
Television Personalities,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
June of 44,
Brick,
Alton Ellis,
Average White Band,
Carl Craig,
Jacques Brel,
John Cale,
Los Fastidios,
Bang On A Can,
Rosa Yemen,
The Move,
KRS-One,
Nils Olav,
The Barracudas,
Motorama,
Animal Collective,
Mary Jane Girls,
Technova,
Thee Headcoats,
Can,
Arab on Radar,
Excepter,
Ultra Naté,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kaleidoscope,
Aural Exciters,
Archie Shepp,
L. Decosne,
David Bowie,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Man Eating Sloth,
Soft Cell,
The Gun Club,
The Birthday Party,
John Coltrane,
Glenn Branca,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Monks,
Arthur Verocai,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Busters,
Masters at Work,
The Searchers,
Drexciya,
Magma,
Newcleus,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Susan Cadogan,
Youth Brigade,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.