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 Belgium and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and New York.
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 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 Wire to the grime 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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minny Pops record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
the Human League,
The Stooges,
Blancmange,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Johnny Clarke,
Jesper Dahlback,
Skaos,
E-Dancer,
The Index,
Pagans,
Dave Gahan,
Tears for Fears,
Cheater Slicks,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Yazoo,
Chris & Cosey,
Bauhaus,
Bill Near,
Metal Thangz,
The Divine Comedy,
Fad Gadget,
JFA,
Sällskapet,
Tim Buckley,
The Fortunes,
Eric Dolphy,
John Foxx,
Wally Richardson,
Anakelly,
The Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lindisfarne,
Urselle,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Das Ding,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Stetsasonic,
The Gap Band,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Guru Guru,
Piero Umiliani,
Marvin Gaye,
Audionom,
The Walker Brothers,
Kerri Chandler,
Ultimate Spinach,
Porter Ricks,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
B.T. Express,
Freddie Wadling,
Flamin' Groovies,
Brand Nubian,
Swans,
Saccharine Trust,
Yusef Lateef,
Bang On A Can,
Qualms,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kaleidoscope,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.