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 Sierra Leone 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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Tehran.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Icehouse to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mighty Diamonds,
Aural Exciters,
Angry Samoans,
Quando Quango,
Little Man,
Make Up,
The Dave Clark Five,
This Heat,
Soulsonic Force,
Wire,
Franke,
Archie Shepp,
The Remains,
Monks,
ABBA,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Livin' Joy,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Glenn Branca,
Howard Jones,
Lou Reed,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Masters at Work,
Deadbeat,
June Days,
Black Moon,
Trumans Water,
La Düsseldorf,
Technova,
the Swans,
Terry Callier,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Josef K,
Easy Going,
Glambeats Corp.,
Leonard Cohen,
Yazoo,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Davy DMX,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Gladiators,
The Wake,
Supertramp,
Pere Ubu,
Erykah Badu,
Black Sheep,
Average White Band,
Brick,
Icehouse,
Flipper,
The Gories,
Joe Finger,
Tomorrow,
Jeff Lynne,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Colin Newman,
D'Angelo,
The Sound,
the Germs,
10cc,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.