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 Venezuela and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 harpsichord 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 Jerry's Kids to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Siouxsie and the Banshees tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moleskins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultravox,
Tres Demented,
Second Layer,
PIL,
China Crisis,
Piero Umiliani,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eve St. Jones,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Barbara Tucker,
Godley & Creme,
Nik Kershaw,
David Axelrod,
Jawbox,
Amon Düül II,
Alison Limerick,
R.M.O.,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Agitation Free,
Monks,
The Saints,
Gabor Szabo,
Little Man,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ice-T,
Grey Daturas,
Donny Hathaway,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Judy Mowatt,
Kenny Larkin,
The Selecter,
Slick Rick,
Icehouse,
DNA,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bootsy Collins,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Black Pus,
Henry Cow,
The American Breed,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Au Pairs,
Jandek,
Moby Grape,
Can,
The Moody Blues,
Faraquet,
Mission of Burma,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ossler,
Minor Threat,
Maleditus Sound,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Gories,
Grauzone,
The Dave Clark Five,
Davy DMX,
John Lydon,
John Cale,
Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus.
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.