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 Laos and from Bremen.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bush Tetras to the rock 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 Smog. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Style record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lakeside,
Connie Case,
The Remains,
X-Ray Spex,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Rekid,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Count Five,
Bill Near,
Fugazi,
Minny Pops,
The Dave Clark Five,
Cameo,
Excepter,
Jawbox,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Aural Exciters,
The Gap Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
Black Bananas,
Lebanon Hanover,
Dead Boys,
PIL,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jandek,
Simply Red,
Minutemen,
Parry Music,
Shoche,
The Music Machine,
John Foxx,
Monks,
Aloha Tigers,
Trumans Water,
Bobbi Humphrey,
X-102,
Amon Düül II,
Brass Construction,
Mark Hollis,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Scientists,
The Cramps,
Eric Copeland,
Soft Cell,
Steve Hackett,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Cal Tjader,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Cluster,
The Divine Comedy,
Banda Bassotti,
Sam Rivers,
Byron Stingily,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Gladiators,
Essential Logic,
CMW,
Colin Newman,
the Sonics,
June Days,
Max Romeo,
Liliput, Liliput, Liliput, Liliput.
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.