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 Bahrain and from Philadelphia.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Soul Sonic Force to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All Symarip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Copeland 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Leonard Cohen,
Public Enemy,
Pantaleimon,
Clear Light,
Glambeats Corp.,
Scott Walker,
Guru Guru,
Average White Band,
Big Daddy Kane,
Black Flag,
Eden Ahbez,
Slick Rick,
London Community Gospel Choir,
cv313,
Danielle Patucci,
The Stooges,
ABBA,
Brand Nubian,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jeff Lynne,
Amazonics,
Reuben Wilson,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Camouflage,
Sparks,
Dead Boys,
June of 44,
John Holt,
Nation of Ulysses,
Smog,
the Fania All-Stars,
Desert Stars,
A Certain Ratio,
R.M.O.,
Infiniti,
Quantec,
T. Rex,
DNA,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Sonics,
Rod Modell,
The Evens,
Nils Olav,
Skriet,
Basic Channel,
Joey Negro,
Adolescents,
The Buckinghams,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Interpol,
Slave,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Names,
Blancmange,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Second Layer,
EPMD,
the Normal,
The Cowsills,
Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling.
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.