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 Gambia and from Paris.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Subhumans to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lindisfarne. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Associates record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Wells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Subhumans,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Cowsills,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Robert Hood,
UT,
Don Cherry,
Lakeside,
Mantronix,
Danielle Patucci,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Wally Richardson,
Kerrie Biddell,
Angry Samoans,
Pere Ubu,
Bobby Sherman,
Urselle,
David Bowie,
The Monochrome Set,
The Motions,
Main Source,
Quadrant,
Colin Newman,
Jandek,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Alice Coltrane,
Lee Hazlewood,
Aural Exciters,
Minny Pops,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Steve Hackett,
Country Teasers,
David McCallum,
Delta 5,
Inner City,
EPMD,
The Standells,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Fear,
Kayak,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Invisible,
Jeru the Damaja,
Harpers Bizarre,
Motorama,
Young Marble Giants,
Graham Central Station,
MDC,
Porter Ricks,
The Kinks,
The Moody Blues,
The Misunderstood,
The Tremeloes,
Banda Bassotti,
Neil Young,
Suicide,
Moebius,
Hot Snakes,
Groovy Waters,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.