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 Czech Republic and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 808 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 The Tremeloes to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All X-Ray Spex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Monks,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Delta 5,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Misunderstood,
The Trojans,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bad Manners,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Gories,
Pet Shop Boys,
Roy Ayers,
Inner City,
The Doobie Brothers,
Danielle Patucci,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Masters at Work,
Roxy Music,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Johnny Osbourne,
Mark Hollis,
Laurel Aitken,
Intrusion,
Urselle,
The Gap Band,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
World's Most,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Icehouse,
Fluxion,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Electric Prunes,
Brick,
The Cowsills,
The Young Rascals,
Rapeman,
Popol Vuh,
ABC,
Q and Not U,
Cecil Taylor,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Excepter,
Wasted Youth,
Eli Mardock,
Make Up,
Cal Tjader,
the Human League,
the Soft Cell,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Chris & Cosey,
The Moleskins,
The Skatalites,
Bobby Womack,
Scion,
Drive Like Jehu,
Smog,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie.
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.