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 Djibouti and from Lille.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Grauzone to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Animal Collective,
Jesper Dahlback,
Dead Boys,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Beau Brummels,
The Gladiators,
Adolescents,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Suburban Knight,
Beasts of Bourbon,
K-Klass,
Procol Harum,
Amazonics,
Camberwell Now,
Tears for Fears,
The Mighty Diamonds,
OOIOO,
Excepter,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Seeds,
Hashim,
The New Christs,
E-Dancer,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Black Flag,
Ludus,
Lakeside,
Max Romeo,
Patti Smith,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Warren Ellis,
Terrestrial Tones,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Cowsills,
Lou Christie,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Roxette,
The Zeros,
Country Teasers,
Janne Schatter,
Pet Shop Boys,
Graham Central Station,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pulsallama,
Tom Boy,
June Days,
Roxy Music,
Ultravox,
Matthew Bourne,
Jeff Lynne,
Jacques Brel,
LL Cool J,
Al Stewart,
cv313,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Buckinghams,
Cybotron,
James Chance & The Contortions,
the Sonics,
Joe Smooth,
Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms.
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.