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 Brunei 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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Vogues to the grime 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 The Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mission of Burma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Q and Not U,
Spandau Ballet,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Funkadelic,
Morten Harket,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Eli Mardock,
Tommy Roe,
Janne Schatter,
Ten City,
Kerrie Biddell,
Nas,
The Happenings,
Mars,
Electric Prunes,
Schoolly D,
Joy Division,
Suburban Knight,
JFA,
Alton Ellis,
10cc,
the Association,
Bob Dylan,
Magma,
Babytalk,
Wings,
cv313,
Eyeless In Gaza,
June of 44,
Barbara Tucker,
John Holt,
Banda Bassotti,
Section 25,
The Human League,
Harry Pussy,
Agent Orange,
Pantytec,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Fatback Band,
Young Marble Giants,
Groovy Waters,
Radiohead,
Roxy Music,
Fugazi,
The Pop Group,
One Last Wish,
Yazoo,
John Foxx,
The Litter,
Silicon Teens,
Aswad,
Easy Going,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bill Near,
Minutemen,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
T.S.O.L.,
Fela Kuti,
Matthew Halsall,
David Bowie,
Hardrive,
The Zeros,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.