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 Vietnam and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Scion to the crunk 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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
Aaron Thompson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Moleskins,
Sound Behaviour,
Cheater Slicks,
Lower 48,
The Smiths,
The Pop Group,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Saints,
Half Japanese,
Howard Jones,
Pylon,
The Last Poets,
The Leaves,
Amazonics,
Blossom Toes,
Arthur Verocai,
Rod Modell,
Bronski Beat,
the Germs,
Agitation Free,
Jacques Brel,
Black Sheep,
The Cure,
Kayak,
Carl Craig,
Soulsonic Force,
Andrew Hill,
The Five Americans,
Warsaw,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ice-T,
Fear,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Letta Mbulu,
Oneida,
The Doors,
Neu!,
Ultravox,
Motorama,
Ponytail,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Yazoo,
Tubeway Army,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Nik Kershaw,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bobby Byrd,
Toni Rubio,
Radio Birdman,
EPMD,
Pagans,
Urselle,
the Slits,
Quando Quango,
Ossler,
Drexciya,
Kaleidoscope,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.