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 Uruguay and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Audionom to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bob Dylan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar 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 organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Real Kids,
Dual Sessions,
Stockholm Monsters,
Moby Grape,
Skriet,
Supertramp,
Ituana,
The Stooges,
Sarah Menescal,
Echospace,
Juan Atkins,
The Happenings,
Judy Mowatt,
the Soft Cell,
Tomorrow,
L. Decosne,
T. Rex,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Peter and Kerry,
Cal Tjader,
The Moleskins,
The Monks,
Freddie Wadling,
Moebius,
Roger Hodgson,
Deepchord,
Lungfish,
The Neon Judgement,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Saints,
Lucky Dragons,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jesper Dahlback,
Anakelly,
The Associates,
Kerrie Biddell,
Barry Ungar,
Eric B and Rakim,
Camouflage,
Neil Young,
Joe Smooth,
Soft Cell,
Infiniti,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Alarm Clocks,
Soulsonic Force,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Chris & Cosey,
The Last Poets,
Gang of Four,
Technova,
Sound Behaviour,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Make Up,
Rakim,
Reuben Wilson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Mr. Review,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.