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 Ivory Coast and from Calgary.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Neil Young to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Liliput. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
T.S.O.L.,
Guru Guru,
Connie Case,
Bluetip,
Leonard Cohen,
Peter & Gordon,
Joensuu 1685,
Skarface,
The Victims,
Whodini,
Yellowson,
Kevin Saunderson,
A Certain Ratio,
Simply Red,
The New Christs,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bob Dylan,
Section 25,
Camberwell Now,
Barclay James Harvest,
Dawn Penn,
Derrick Morgan,
Dave Gahan,
Black Sheep,
Marmalade,
Wings,
the Slits,
The Index,
Depeche Mode,
Bad Manners,
Siglo XX,
The Fortunes,
L. Decosne,
Fugazi,
Warsaw,
Gichy Dan,
Theoretical Girls,
Vainqueur,
Althea and Donna,
CMW,
Heaven 17,
Max Romeo,
Bauhaus,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Crooked Eye,
Barrington Levy,
The Electric Prunes,
the Soft Cell,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gerry Rafferty,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Public Image Ltd.,
Easy Going,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Tom Boy,
Aaron Thompson,
Dark Day,
The American Breed,
Jeru the Damaja,
Television,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.