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 Sweden and from Beijing.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 10cc to the punk 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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Index,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gang Gang Dance,
Underground Resistance,
Icehouse,
Peter and Kerry,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Crime,
Aural Exciters,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Inner City,
Sister Nancy,
Darondo,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Five Americans,
Oneida,
Rites of Spring,
Agitation Free,
Malaria!,
Television Personalities,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Fuzztones,
The Stooges,
Mantronix,
Mr. Review,
Simply Red,
Mars,
The Move,
The Human League,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Anthony Braxton,
CMW,
Spandau Ballet,
Ralphi Rosario,
Kerrie Biddell,
Todd Rundgren,
Spoonie Gee,
Von Mondo,
Bad Manners,
JFA,
The Happenings,
Ornette Coleman,
Quadrant,
The Remains,
The Dead C,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Monks,
Altered Images,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Matthew Halsall,
Eric B and Rakim,
Moss Icon,
Reagan Youth,
Section 25,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.