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 Thailand and from Woodstock.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Deepchord to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Fela Kuti. All the underground hits.
All The Smiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sam Rivers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gregory Isaacs,
John Cale,
Prince Buster,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pulsallama,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gong,
Slave,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eric Dolphy,
Warren Ellis,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pole,
Freddie Wadling,
Skriet,
Donny Hathaway,
Groovy Waters,
Crispian St. Peters,
Con Funk Shun,
Pagans,
Fatback Band,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Dave Gahan,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Fall,
The Saints,
Monolake,
Brothers Johnson,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Evens,
DNA,
Ronan,
Adolescents,
Audionom,
B.T. Express,
Alton Ellis,
Nirvana,
The Black Dice,
The Raincoats,
Theoretical Girls,
Boz Scaggs,
The Monochrome Set,
Average White Band,
Scrapy,
Khruangbin,
Negative Approach,
The Move,
Drive Like Jehu,
Piero Umiliani,
Lucky Dragons,
Jeff Mills,
The Cure,
The Gun Club,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Michelle Simonal,
The Star Department,
Unrelated Segments,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.