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 Lesotho and from Calgary.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers Ubiquity tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ponytail,
Dual Sessions,
Sandy B,
Jerry's Kids,
Gong,
Schoolly D,
Sister Nancy,
Metal Thangz,
Funkadelic,
The Dirtbombs,
Masters at Work,
The Black Dice,
Donald Byrd,
Los Fastidios,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
DNA,
LL Cool J,
Bobby Byrd,
Ralphi Rosario,
Skaos,
Moby Grape,
Minutemen,
Ohio Players,
The Slackers,
The Invisible,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Vladislav Delay,
Qualms,
The New Christs,
The Evens,
Soulsonic Force,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Section 25,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jacques Brel,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Pet Shop Boys,
Joey Negro,
Circle Jerks,
Junior Murvin,
John Coltrane,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mantronix,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Flash Fearless,
Parry Music,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
CMW,
X-102,
Organ,
Mission of Burma,
Q65,
Stiv Bators,
Patti Smith,
Tomorrow,
B.T. Express,
Suicide,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
John Cale, John Cale, John Cale, John Cale.
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.