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 Cameroon and from Spokane.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Sao Paulo.
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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Urselle to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tim Buckley record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Music Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Aswad,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Grey Daturas,
John Lydon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Knickerbockers,
Don Cherry,
Ultra Naté,
Reuben Wilson,
Ken Boothe,
Danielle Patucci,
Gong,
Echospace,
The Associates,
The Kinks,
Joensuu 1685,
The Selecter,
The Blackbyrds,
Depeche Mode,
Moby Grape,
Neil Young,
Lower 48,
Jeff Lynne,
The Leaves,
Spandau Ballet,
Eddi Front,
Soulsonic Force,
Agent Orange,
Dual Sessions,
Subhumans,
Althea and Donna,
Yaz,
Zero Boys,
The Litter,
Archie Shepp,
Livin' Joy,
The Vogues,
Technova,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Stooges,
Swell Maps,
Todd Rundgren,
Funky Four + One,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Mission of Burma,
Henry Cow,
Eden Ahbez,
Brick,
Tres Demented,
Boredoms,
Eve St. Jones,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Electric Prunes,
Stockholm Monsters,
Dawn Penn,
F. McDonald,
Buzzcocks,
Andrew Hill,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red.
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.