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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Lagos.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Salvador.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Toasters. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Subhumans,
Derrick Morgan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Groovy Waters,
The Real Kids,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ossler,
Black Flag,
Eddi Front,
Vainqueur,
L. Decosne,
R.M.O.,
Black Bananas,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Mary Jane Girls,
Absolute Body Control,
Max Romeo,
The Index,
Steve Hackett,
Kevin Saunderson,
Stockholm Monsters,
Procol Harum,
Gang Green,
Rosa Yemen,
Nas,
The Walker Brothers,
Amon Düül,
Robert Wyatt,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Minor Threat,
La Düsseldorf,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Simply Red,
Unrelated Segments,
The Names,
Ituana,
The Gories,
The Slits,
Blake Baxter,
The Fugs,
Kaleidoscope,
Clear Light,
Connie Case,
Surgeon,
Iggy Pop,
Rites of Spring,
Barbara Tucker,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Saints,
Spoonie Gee,
the Sonics,
Eden Ahbez,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Maurizio,
The Beau Brummels,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Avey Tare,
Visage,
Organ,
These Immortal Souls,
Rakim,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.