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 Vietnam and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 synthesizer 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 Marmalade to the punk 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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eyeless In Gaza record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
John Lydon,
Amazonics,
Fluxion,
Simply Red,
Camouflage,
The New Christs,
Idris Muhammad,
Groovy Waters,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kas Product,
Skriet,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Fatback Band,
Johnny Osbourne,
Pulsallama,
CMW,
Pagans,
Rhythm & Sound,
Parry Music,
Johnny Clarke,
The Mojo Men,
Dead Boys,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Cecil Taylor,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Fall,
Monolake,
Soul Sonic Force,
Can,
Arthur Verocai,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Junior Murvin,
June of 44,
Eric Dolphy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Cheater Slicks,
Thompson Twins,
Neil Young,
JFA,
ABC,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mission of Burma,
Joey Negro,
Sun City Girls,
Dave Gahan,
Excepter,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Last Poets,
Erykah Badu,
June Days,
Flipper,
The Smoke,
E-Dancer,
The Velvet Underground,
Swell Maps,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The United States of America,
The Smiths,
Bobby Byrd,
Quadrant,
Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.
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.