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 Ukraine and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 theremin 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 Sound Behaviour to the techno 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 The Golliwogs. All the underground hits.
All Sixth Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Royal Family And The Poor record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Beau Brummels record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Marshall Jefferson,
Thompson Twins,
KRS-One,
The Grass Roots,
Das Ding,
Bluetip,
Average White Band,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Groovy Waters,
The Cure,
Q65,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Hardrive,
Chris Corsano,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Depeche Mode,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
cv313,
Von Mondo,
the Human League,
Lower 48,
Public Enemy,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Subhumans,
The Young Rascals,
Moby Grape,
The Index,
Warren Ellis,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Banda Bassotti,
Godley & Creme,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
X-102,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Deepchord,
Surgeon,
The Sonics,
Crime,
The Golliwogs,
Dave Gahan,
Archie Shepp,
Monolake,
Y Pants,
Nick Fraelich,
Tommy Roe,
The Vogues,
Johnny Osbourne,
Q and Not U,
Neil Young,
Pantaleimon,
Man Eating Sloth,
Terrestrial Tones,
Black Flag,
Niagra,
Man Parrish,
Derrick Morgan,
Robert Görl,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.