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 Marshall Islands and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Lou Reed 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 Bill Wells to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Invisible,
Negative Approach,
Eric Copeland,
Neil Young,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Half Japanese,
Avey Tare,
the Swans,
The Saints,
Thompson Twins,
Althea and Donna,
X-Ray Spex,
Colin Newman,
Harry Pussy,
Sixth Finger,
Maurizio,
Aswad,
Massinfluence,
Oneida,
Nils Olav,
Aaron Thompson,
Bill Wells,
Eric Dolphy,
John Lydon,
The Selecter,
Urselle,
Roy Ayers,
The Zeros,
World's Most,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Aural Exciters,
The Dead C,
the Fania All-Stars,
Angry Samoans,
The New Christs,
Andrew Hill,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Deepchord,
Jimmy McGriff,
This Heat,
Carl Craig,
Nico,
Gastr Del Sol,
Traffic Nightmare,
Skarface,
Ten City,
a-ha,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Birthday Party,
Connie Case,
The Gladiators,
Joensuu 1685,
Y Pants,
Grauzone,
Todd Terry,
T.S.O.L.,
Roger Hodgson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Pretty Things,
Kaleidoscope,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.