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 Switzerland and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Dead Boys to the grime 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 The Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Count Five 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 synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Searchers,
Gang Starr,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
June Days,
Aswad,
Kerri Chandler,
Maleditus Sound,
The Fall,
Jeru the Damaja,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Arcadia,
Stiv Bators,
Y Pants,
Alison Limerick,
Blossom Toes,
Mission of Burma,
Electric Prunes,
The Gories,
Michelle Simonal,
It's A Beautiful Day,
A Certain Ratio,
Jandek,
Silicon Teens,
Clear Light,
David Axelrod,
Girls At Our Best!,
Average White Band,
Curtis Mayfield,
Q and Not U,
The Litter,
The Seeds,
Ossler,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Prince Buster,
Avey Tare,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Television Personalities,
Inner City,
Black Flag,
The Names,
Skriet,
Popol Vuh,
Rapeman,
Cal Tjader,
Kenny Larkin,
Kool Moe Dee,
Animal Collective,
Kurtis Blow,
Brothers Johnson,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Eric B and Rakim,
Mark Hollis,
The Golliwogs,
Amon Düül II,
New Order,
Niagra,
Nick Fraelich,
Nils Olav,
The Gap Band,
The American Breed,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.