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 Vanuatu and from Sao Paulo.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ 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 Jacob Miller to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Heavy D & The Boyz. All the underground hits.
All John Foxx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James White and The Blacks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Nico,
Dual Sessions,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Todd Rundgren,
DJ Sneak,
Oblivians,
Donny Hathaway,
The Smoke,
Lightning Bolt,
Mission of Burma,
Echospace,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ken Boothe,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Amon Düül,
Unwound,
Faraquet,
Duran Duran,
Yusef Lateef,
Derrick Morgan,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Music Machine,
Gang Green,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Black Sheep,
Sarah Menescal,
Dave Gahan,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Motorama,
Lakeside,
Erykah Badu,
Bronski Beat,
Colin Newman,
Japan,
Jesper Dahlback,
Oneida,
Janne Schatter,
Johnny Clarke,
Roxy Music,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Skriet,
Agent Orange,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
John Lydon,
The Mojo Men,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sex Pistols,
X-101,
The Monochrome Set,
Marc Almond,
Pylon,
The Velvet Underground,
LL Cool J,
Make Up,
Crime,
Bauhaus,
Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys.
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.