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 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 linndrum 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 Kurtis Blow to the dance 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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dead Boys 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
Darondo,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Deakin,
Slick Rick,
The Dead C,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Count Five,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Standells,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Michelle Simonal,
F. McDonald,
Main Source,
The Slackers,
Sarah Menescal,
Lakeside,
X-Ray Spex,
the Human League,
Althea and Donna,
The Gun Club,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Janne Schatter,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Wally Richardson,
Throbbing Gristle,
Archie Shepp,
Bang On A Can,
Howard Jones,
48th St. Collective,
Black Moon,
Al Stewart,
The Gladiators,
Iggy Pop,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Buzzcocks,
Arab on Radar,
Reagan Youth,
Camouflage,
Sällskapet,
PIL,
The Fortunes,
Dawn Penn,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Interpol,
The Sonics,
Roger Hodgson,
New Age Steppers,
One Last Wish,
Ludus,
Black Pus,
Clear Light,
Moby Grape,
Matthew Bourne,
Agitation Free,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Eve St. Jones,
Average White Band,
Soul II Soul,
The Gap Band,
Basic Channel,
Marvin Gaye,
The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas.
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.