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 Copenhagen.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
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 the Germs to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultravox 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
Eurythmics,
It's A Beautiful Day,
10cc,
Electric Prunes,
Drexciya,
The Dead C,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Loose Ends,
David Bowie,
These Immortal Souls,
MC5,
Jeff Lynne,
Altered Images,
Mantronix,
Yazoo,
Von Mondo,
Brand Nubian,
Barbara Tucker,
Rosa Yemen,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Los Fastidios,
Rotary Connection,
Vainqueur,
Newcleus,
Ronnie Foster,
Tom Boy,
Yellowson,
X-101,
B.T. Express,
Moss Icon,
Massinfluence,
Wasted Youth,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Guru Guru,
Eric Copeland,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Doors,
Livin' Joy,
Moebius,
The Associates,
ABBA,
John Holt,
Porter Ricks,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Flash Fearless,
Chris & Cosey,
The Vogues,
The Gap Band,
Janne Schatter,
Tomorrow,
Joy Division,
Outsiders,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Urselle,
Grauzone,
Todd Rundgren,
Cameo,
the Soft Cell,
The Buckinghams,
Clear Light,
Interpol,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.