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 Uzbekistan and from Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manila.
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 Nile Rodgers 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 The Five Americans to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Max Romeo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ken Boothe 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Toni Rubio,
Fugazi,
The United States of America,
Reuben Wilson,
The Dead C,
Newcleus,
Jeff Lynne,
Audionom,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ken Boothe,
Lungfish,
The Fire Engines,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Q and Not U,
Janne Schatter,
Davy DMX,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Mandrill,
Little Man,
Interpol,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Dave Clark Five,
John Cale,
Flash Fearless,
The Moody Blues,
Clear Light,
The Pop Group,
The Buckinghams,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Johnny Clarke,
Inner City,
Boogie Down Productions,
Main Source,
Zero Boys,
10cc,
Chrome,
The Knickerbockers,
Basic Channel,
Josef K,
Technova,
Buzzcocks,
Minutemen,
Second Layer,
Brothers Johnson,
Erasure,
Moby Grape,
Nirvana,
Ultravox,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lebanon Hanover,
Angry Samoans,
The Slackers,
Banda Bassotti,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Neon Judgement,
Unwound,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.