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 Brazil and from Glasgow.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Isaac Hayes to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Wally Richardson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jawbox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oneida,
the Bar-Kays,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Newcleus,
Matthew Bourne,
MDC,
James White and The Blacks,
Pylon,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Black Flag,
The Golliwogs,
Sister Nancy,
The Electric Prunes,
Grauzone,
X-102,
Jandek,
The Remains,
Robert Görl,
The Busters,
Toni Rubio,
Ronan,
Interpol,
JFA,
Zero Boys,
Soulsonic Force,
The Flesh Eaters,
the Swans,
The Cowsills,
The Motions,
Peter and Kerry,
Blossom Toes,
Bob Dylan,
Aaron Thompson,
Neu!,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Alison Limerick,
Radiopuhelimet,
Monks,
The Count Five,
Oblivians,
T.S.O.L.,
Agent Orange,
Dorothy Ashby,
FM Einheit,
June Days,
Flipper,
The Pop Group,
Stereo Dub,
John Foxx,
Rufus Thomas,
LL Cool J,
Surgeon,
The Stooges,
Metal Thangz,
Howard Jones,
Bill Near,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Cecil Taylor,
DJ Style,
The Smiths,
Goldenarms,
A Certain Ratio,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.