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 Norway and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Robert Palmer 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 Flipper to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Liliput. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker + Sunn O))) 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Vogues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Sister Nancy,
The Grass Roots,
Ponytail,
Qualms,
Ultravox,
Donald Byrd,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Gories,
Aaron Thompson,
Wasted Youth,
Amon Düül,
Nirvana,
China Crisis,
Country Teasers,
Bauhaus,
The Young Rascals,
Mantronix,
Rotary Connection,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Monolake,
the Sonics,
Roxy Music,
Radiohead,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Amazonics,
The Remains,
The J.B.'s,
Marine Girls,
Young Marble Giants,
The Moody Blues,
Stetsasonic,
Sex Pistols,
Barbara Tucker,
Can,
Rakim,
Prince Buster,
Sixth Finger,
Urselle,
Pet Shop Boys,
Archie Shepp,
Lakeside,
Flash Fearless,
Visage,
Section 25,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Move,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Basic Channel,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Piero Umiliani,
Thee Headcoats,
Jerry's Kids,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Suicide,
Wire,
Toni Rubio,
Adolescents,
These Immortal Souls,
Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja.
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.