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 Belarus and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 Cairo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 theremin 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 Bobby Sherman to the techno 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 Freddie Wadling. All the underground hits.
All T.S.O.L. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
Judy Mowatt,
Graham Central Station,
The Neon Judgement,
Skarface,
EPMD,
The Litter,
Alison Limerick,
Supertramp,
Aloha Tigers,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Flipper,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sun Ra,
Ornette Coleman,
Crash Course in Science,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Average White Band,
Lyres,
Easy Going,
Gichy Dan,
The Evens,
The Monochrome Set,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
John Lydon,
Blake Baxter,
Amazonics,
Eli Mardock,
Davy DMX,
Crime,
The Mummies,
Kurtis Blow,
Index,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lalo Schifrin,
MC5,
China Crisis,
The Slackers,
Brick,
Slave,
The Zeros,
Gang Green,
Au Pairs,
Harpers Bizarre,
Surgeon,
Dave Gahan,
Dennis Brown,
The Searchers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Buzzcocks,
Fugazi,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Stiv Bators,
Guru Guru,
Model 500,
The Sonics,
Grandmaster Flash,
New York Dolls,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry.
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.