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 Cape Verde and from Lyon.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 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 Brick to the funk 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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All DJ Sneak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Girls At Our Best! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moody Blues,
Gang of Four,
The Move,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Gap Band,
Average White Band,
the Soft Cell,
Mandrill,
The Invisible,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Main Source,
Yazoo,
The Electric Prunes,
Johnny Clarke,
Depeche Mode,
Audionom,
Simply Red,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Schoolly D,
Anakelly,
Throbbing Gristle,
Saccharine Trust,
Quando Quango,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ultravox,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Remains,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Peter & Gordon,
the Sonics,
The Index,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Glenn Branca,
Section 25,
Harry Pussy,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Joy Division,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Visage,
The Angels of Light,
Metal Thangz,
Michelle Simonal,
Altered Images,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Morten Harket,
Deakin,
Sight & Sound,
Drive Like Jehu,
Black Flag,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Wake,
David McCallum,
Bang On A Can,
The Kinks,
Davy DMX,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Vladislav Delay,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.