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 Haiti and from Jakarta.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Cairo.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Lyres to the electroclash 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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pantytec,
Fugazi,
Ten City,
kango's stein massive,
Delta 5,
Sister Nancy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Jawbox,
Pussy Galore,
The Moody Blues,
The Busters,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
DJ Sneak,
UT,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Marcia Griffiths,
Moss Icon,
Little Man,
Dark Day,
Bobby Womack,
Radio Birdman,
The Young Rascals,
Roxy Music,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bluetip,
Los Fastidios,
John Cale,
Lindisfarne,
Ituana,
Angry Samoans,
Ultravox,
Throbbing Gristle,
Cameo,
June of 44,
Gong,
The Human League,
Procol Harum,
Matthew Bourne,
The Raincoats,
Eric B and Rakim,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Saints,
Symarip,
Black Bananas,
Lee Hazlewood,
Joy Division,
Al Stewart,
OOIOO,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Faraquet,
Bang On A Can,
Junior Murvin,
Bill Wells,
Stockholm Monsters,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Gun Club,
The Doobie Brothers,
Scrapy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Altered Images,
Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.
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.