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 Bahamas and from Mexico City.
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 Accra and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 linndrum 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 Sugar Minott to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
Whodini,
Blossom Toes,
The Slits,
The Remains,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Eurythmics,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
New Age Steppers,
Bizarre Inc.,
OOIOO,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Cramps,
Smog,
Cameo,
Faust,
the Human League,
Agitation Free,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
John Holt,
Pussy Galore,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Harry Pussy,
Organ,
Marc Almond,
Carl Craig,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Move,
The Techniques,
Joy Division,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Andrew Hill,
the Association,
Josef K,
The Modern Lovers,
Lebanon Hanover,
Metal Thangz,
Harpers Bizarre,
Intrusion,
Jeff Lynne,
Roy Ayers,
Ken Boothe,
Ornette Coleman,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Slave,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Dave Clark Five,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Delta 5,
Marmalade,
Inner City,
Erasure,
T.S.O.L.,
Barry Ungar,
Leonard Cohen,
Moebius,
Barbara Tucker,
Lou Reed,
Yellowson,
Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols.
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.