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 Haiti 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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the snare 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 Bobby Sherman to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All Moss Icon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crime 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Colin Newman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
FM Einheit,
MDC,
Underground Resistance,
Quando Quango,
Tim Buckley,
Fela Kuti,
Tomorrow,
Blossom Toes,
The Flesh Eaters,
Brass Construction,
The Barracudas,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Fortunes,
Roy Ayers,
Anakelly,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Names,
The Last Poets,
June Days,
The Beau Brummels,
Bang On A Can,
Joe Smooth,
Black Moon,
Massinfluence,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Yazoo,
Organ,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Slackers,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Scrapy,
Radiopuhelimet,
Michelle Simonal,
Little Man,
Barbara Tucker,
The Offenders,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Grass Roots,
Bootsy Collins,
Skaos,
Sällskapet,
The Star Department,
Andrew Hill,
Arab on Radar,
Supertramp,
Lower 48,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Stiv Bators,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pagans,
La Düsseldorf,
China Crisis,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Agent Orange,
The Gap Band,
MC5,
Bauhaus,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Traffic Nightmare,
Grandmaster Flash,
Patti Smith,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.