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 South Africa and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Madrid.
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 synthesizer 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 Janne Schatter to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Trumans Water. All the underground hits.
All Marmalade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Five Americans,
Dead Boys,
Bauhaus,
Faraquet,
The Electric Prunes,
Ultravox,
In Retrospect,
kango's stein massive,
Tim Buckley,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lightning Bolt,
Parry Music,
The Vogues,
Barry Ungar,
Ohio Players,
Flash Fearless,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Grauzone,
Thee Headcoats,
Janne Schatter,
Minnie Riperton,
the Normal,
Gong,
Stiv Bators,
Quando Quango,
Davy DMX,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gil Scott Heron,
Jandek,
Black Moon,
Amazonics,
Jawbox,
Grey Daturas,
Peter and Kerry,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Johnny Clarke,
Warren Ellis,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Marshall Jefferson,
E-Dancer,
Delon & Dalcan,
Glambeats Corp.,
The United States of America,
Arab on Radar,
Eurythmics,
Surgeon,
The Grass Roots,
Jeff Lynne,
Mo-Dettes,
Bobby Womack,
Roger Hodgson,
Pagans,
The Searchers,
Ronnie Foster,
Basic Channel,
Jesper Dahlback,
Depeche Mode,
Amon Düül II,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Tommy Roe,
Joe Finger,
Mad Mike,
Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly.
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.