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 Bangladesh and from Toronto.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the 808 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 Fugazi to the rap 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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ten City,
The Buckinghams,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Popol Vuh,
Los Fastidios,
Rod Modell,
Make Up,
Eden Ahbez,
Letta Mbulu,
Chris & Cosey,
Siglo XX,
U.S. Maple,
the Human League,
Steve Hackett,
Sight & Sound,
The Selecter,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lucky Dragons,
Terrestrial Tones,
Second Layer,
Soul II Soul,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Yellowson,
Mad Mike,
The Litter,
John Lydon,
Essential Logic,
Half Japanese,
Schoolly D,
Minor Threat,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Vogues,
Tears for Fears,
Lungfish,
Judy Mowatt,
The Durutti Column,
Fluxion,
Roxette,
Silicon Teens,
Albert Ayler,
Audionom,
Reuben Wilson,
Pantytec,
Outsiders,
Eyeless In Gaza,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Beau Brummels,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Man Parrish,
Todd Terry,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Yusef Lateef,
Terry Callier,
Cabaret Voltaire,
New Age Steppers,
E-Dancer,
The Searchers,
The Cowsills,
Tubeway Army,
Q and Not U,
The Neon Judgement,
Grauzone,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.