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 Panama and from Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ten City to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Vogues,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bluetip,
The Standells,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Tomorrow,
Soul II Soul,
Pantytec,
Fear,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Remains,
The United States of America,
Public Enemy,
The Real Kids,
Echospace,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
These Immortal Souls,
Deakin,
Monks,
Mo-Dettes,
Robert Hood,
Interpol,
The Skatalites,
The Happenings,
The Misunderstood,
Sam Rivers,
Rosa Yemen,
David McCallum,
Scott Walker,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
the Slits,
Mandrill,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Eli Mardock,
Jerry's Kids,
Surgeon,
Blancmange,
The Seeds,
The Monochrome Set,
Toni Rubio,
Whodini,
Bobby Sherman,
Wasted Youth,
KRS-One,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Cowsills,
Royal Trux,
Masters at Work,
FM Einheit,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Tommy Roe,
The Trojans,
Michelle Simonal,
Lee Hazlewood,
Avey Tare,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Tears for Fears,
The Shadows of Knight,
Outsiders,
Vladislav Delay,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
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.