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 Cuba and from Tehran.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the guitar 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 Max Romeo to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dead C record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Fad Gadget,
Alice Coltrane,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Colin Newman,
the Germs,
X-102,
Hardrive,
Can,
the Association,
Eric Dolphy,
The Gories,
UT,
Skaos,
Kerrie Biddell,
Hoover,
Godley & Creme,
The Doors,
Marmalade,
Kas Product,
Grandmaster Flash,
Cheater Slicks,
The Fall,
The New Christs,
the Slits,
Metal Thangz,
Royal Trux,
Girls At Our Best!,
Tommy Roe,
Joensuu 1685,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Arab on Radar,
Maleditus Sound,
The Techniques,
Scientists,
Camouflage,
Section 25,
Tubeway Army,
Tim Buckley,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Television,
World's Most,
The Black Dice,
Minny Pops,
Eric Copeland,
Robert Hood,
PIL,
Toni Rubio,
Dark Day,
Jacques Brel,
Mandrill,
The Standells,
Arcadia,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Malaria!,
The Slits,
Connie Case,
Cybotron,
Liliput,
Black Moon,
The Move, The Move, The Move, The Move.
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.