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 Peru and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Lou Reed 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 Stetsasonic to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All Piero Umiliani tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Offenders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
Stiv Bators,
Matthew Halsall,
LL Cool J,
T.S.O.L.,
Panda Bear,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Thompson Twins,
Pierre Henry,
Arthur Verocai,
Patti Smith,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Jeff Lynne,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sun Ra,
Bluetip,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Fear,
Skarface,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
JFA,
Johnny Osbourne,
Y Pants,
Marvin Gaye,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Hardrive,
Shuggie Otis,
Tim Buckley,
Public Enemy,
Deepchord,
The Sound,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Albert Ayler,
Negative Approach,
Urselle,
The Divine Comedy,
Skaos,
Accadde A,
Liliput,
The Techniques,
Siglo XX,
The Martian,
Alton Ellis,
Magma,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Angry Samoans,
Gerry Rafferty,
Q and Not U,
Lou Reed,
Soft Cell,
Pulsallama,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Misunderstood,
John Cale,
Aaron Thompson,
The Seeds,
In Retrospect,
kango's stein massive,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.