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 Equatorial Guinea and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 snare 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 Al Stewart 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 The Saints. All the underground hits.
All Supertramp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fortunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
Laurel Aitken,
Banda Bassotti,
The Star Department,
Neu!,
The Standells,
Lightning Bolt,
Jandek,
Parry Music,
Bobby Womack,
Pulsallama,
Eric Dolphy,
Josef K,
The Fall,
Ludus,
Brand Nubian,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Move,
KRS-One,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Faust,
Goldenarms,
Stereo Dub,
The Grass Roots,
Godley & Creme,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Public Enemy,
Wire,
Camouflage,
Camberwell Now,
DJ Style,
Crash Course in Science,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Fear,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kevin Saunderson,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Walker Brothers,
Lindisfarne,
Nick Fraelich,
Circle Jerks,
Marcia Griffiths,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Nas,
Eddi Front,
Das Ding,
Erasure,
the Normal,
Swell Maps,
In Retrospect,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Mad Mike,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Metal Thangz,
Wings,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Henry Cow,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Monks,
MDC,
The Searchers,
Pantytec,
Piero Umiliani,
David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.
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.