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 Jamaica and from Stockholm.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Basic Channel to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Wyatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Searchers,
Scientists,
UT,
Gichy Dan,
48th St. Collective,
Ice-T,
Wally Richardson,
The Names,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Stiv Bators,
10cc,
Robert Wyatt,
Matthew Halsall,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Intrusion,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Slave,
U.S. Maple,
Second Layer,
The Offenders,
Jeff Lynne,
Average White Band,
Mark Hollis,
Little Man,
Tim Buckley,
Kerri Chandler,
The Modern Lovers,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Cluster,
Delon & Dalcan,
Massinfluence,
The Buckinghams,
Alison Limerick,
Rod Modell,
L. Decosne,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Albert Ayler,
Lucky Dragons,
Interpol,
Outsiders,
Chrome,
Underground Resistance,
John Holt,
Bobby Womack,
Mandrill,
K-Klass,
Al Stewart,
Hoover,
Magazine,
Sarah Menescal,
Robert Görl,
Fluxion,
F. McDonald,
Johnny Clarke,
Lakeside,
Connie Case,
Kenny Larkin,
Cecil Taylor,
Sound Behaviour,
Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily.
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.