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 Dominica and from Bologna.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 arpeggiator 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 Boredoms to the funk 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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skarface 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Talk Talk,
The Happenings,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Roger Hodgson,
Nils Olav,
Scion,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Circle Jerks,
Matthew Bourne,
Depeche Mode,
The Count Five,
Sound Behaviour,
Half Japanese,
Robert Hood,
Ten City,
Camberwell Now,
Nico,
Todd Rundgren,
Glenn Branca,
Wire,
Darondo,
The Five Americans,
Pantytec,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Robert Wyatt,
The Pop Group,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Rites of Spring,
The Stooges,
Scratch Acid,
The Human League,
Popol Vuh,
The Residents,
R.M.O.,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Dead C,
Susan Cadogan,
Fat Boys,
A Flock of Seagulls,
China Crisis,
Supertramp,
Loose Ends,
Roxette,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
New Order,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Reagan Youth,
Radiopuhelimet,
Stiv Bators,
Rod Modell,
Deadbeat,
the Soft Cell,
The Star Department,
Young Marble Giants,
The Busters,
Severed Heads,
Newcleus,
Mary Jane Girls,
Negative Approach,
Pole,
Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.
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.