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 Botswana and from Columbus.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Smiths to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Kerri Chandler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin 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 Zeros record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
Flash Fearless,
Howard Jones,
Warsaw,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Yusef Lateef,
Khruangbin,
Underground Resistance,
Adolescents,
Sister Nancy,
Archie Shepp,
Yaz,
The Happenings,
Pylon,
One Last Wish,
Faust,
Marvin Gaye,
Hardrive,
Alison Limerick,
Tommy Roe,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Alton Ellis,
Bootsy Collins,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Blackbyrds,
John Coltrane,
Mission of Burma,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Youth Brigade,
Vladislav Delay,
Mars,
The Vogues,
Lou Reed,
Skarface,
kango's stein massive,
Roger Hodgson,
Bronski Beat,
Stiv Bators,
Trumans Water,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Iggy Pop,
Pussy Galore,
Eddi Front,
Darondo,
The Sound,
Al Stewart,
Gabor Szabo,
Deakin,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Divine Comedy,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Laurel Aitken,
The Monks,
Procol Harum,
Liliput,
Max Romeo,
The Toasters,
Circle Jerks,
Robert Wyatt,
Reagan Youth,
Letta Mbulu,
Hoover,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.