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 Mali and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Fugazi to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band. All the underground hits.
All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Arab on Radar,
Camberwell Now,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Dead C,
Silicon Teens,
The Golliwogs,
Tubeway Army,
Laurel Aitken,
Ten City,
The Durutti Column,
Surgeon,
Carl Craig,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Pretty Things,
The Modern Lovers,
MC5,
Anakelly,
Parry Music,
Donny Hathaway,
Eurythmics,
John Foxx,
Model 500,
Young Marble Giants,
H. Thieme,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Average White Band,
Jacques Brel,
LL Cool J,
The Moody Blues,
Cybotron,
Fela Kuti,
Stereo Dub,
F. McDonald,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Soul Sonic Force,
ABC,
Warren Ellis,
Matthew Bourne,
Man Parrish,
Excepter,
Aswad,
Severed Heads,
Gong,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
8 Eyed Spy,
Todd Terry,
Japan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Birthday Party,
New Order,
Gang Green,
Quadrant,
Joe Smooth,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Scrapy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jimmy McGriff,
AZ,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
JFA,
Nik Kershaw,
Clear Light,
Make Up,
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
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.