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 Argentina 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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Motions to the punk 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 R.M.O.. All the underground hits.
All Bad Manners tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
the Soft Cell,
Gang of Four,
DNA,
Robert Görl,
Boredoms,
The Misunderstood,
John Cale,
The Star Department,
Saccharine Trust,
Davy DMX,
Tubeway Army,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Fire Engines,
The Move,
James White and The Blacks,
Basic Channel,
Swell Maps,
E-Dancer,
Nas,
Crime,
Mary Jane Girls,
Soulsonic Force,
DJ Sneak,
Crooked Eye,
The Zeros,
Little Man,
Susan Cadogan,
The Kinks,
Metal Thangz,
Hashim,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Angry Samoans,
The Happenings,
Pussy Galore,
Moebius,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
China Crisis,
Malaria!,
Joe Smooth,
Howard Jones,
Subhumans,
Lalann,
Faust,
CMW,
KRS-One,
The Golliwogs,
Carl Craig,
ABBA,
Pere Ubu,
Reuben Wilson,
Peter and Kerry,
X-102,
Johnny Clarke,
Arab on Radar,
The Red Krayola,
Qualms,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lindisfarne,
Al Stewart,
Glenn Branca,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.