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 Kuwait and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 rhodes 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 Basic Channel to the rock 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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All The Offenders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Susan Cadogan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Gap Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Fire Engines,
Sound Behaviour,
Ten City,
Mad Mike,
The Selecter,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Litter,
Tommy Roe,
Ronnie Foster,
Peter and Kerry,
La Düsseldorf,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Agent Orange,
The Misunderstood,
Ultravox,
the Normal,
The Buckinghams,
The Barracudas,
Fugazi,
Jacques Brel,
Bobby Womack,
The Tremeloes,
Junior Murvin,
Khruangbin,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Walker Brothers,
The Human League,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Grass Roots,
Tears for Fears,
Rites of Spring,
Crash Course in Science,
Robert Hood,
Lalann,
Procol Harum,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Golliwogs,
Radiohead,
Ituana,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
10cc,
Matthew Bourne,
Excepter,
The Gories,
Shoche,
Royal Trux,
Heaven 17,
The Blackbyrds,
The Doors,
Ponytail,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Mr. Review,
Interpol,
Spandau Ballet,
Fear,
The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes.
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.