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 Somalia and from Taipei.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen 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 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 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 Sällskapet to the punk 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 Ultra Naté. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker + Sunn O))) 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sad Lovers and Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lyres,
X-Ray Spex,
Swell Maps,
Maurizio,
Gang Gang Dance,
Electric Prunes,
Magma,
The Vogues,
New York Dolls,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Harmonia,
Swans,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lakeside,
Curtis Mayfield,
David Axelrod,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tropical Tobacco,
Goldenarms,
Angry Samoans,
Black Flag,
Tomorrow,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rufus Thomas,
The Human League,
Rotary Connection,
Peter & Gordon,
Soul Sonic Force,
Fela Kuti,
The Count Five,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Aural Exciters,
These Immortal Souls,
Skarface,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Radiohead,
Chrome,
X-102,
The United States of America,
Wally Richardson,
H. Thieme,
Jerry's Kids,
New Age Steppers,
Blake Baxter,
Aloha Tigers,
Funkadelic,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Symarip,
Warren Ellis,
Eve St. Jones,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bootsy Collins,
Zapp,
Kerrie Biddell,
Janne Schatter,
Ronan,
Ten City,
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.