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 Qatar and from Lagos.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 arpeggiator 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 The Black Dice to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Lightning Bolt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
David Axelrod,
the Sonics,
Masters at Work,
Wings,
Gang Starr,
Pierre Henry,
Pole,
Godley & Creme,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
X-102,
Q and Not U,
Terry Callier,
Tubeway Army,
The Detroit Cobras,
The J.B.'s,
Alphaville,
Lucky Dragons,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ultravox,
Basic Channel,
Slave,
The Cure,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ultra Naté,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
cv313,
Delta 5,
The Barracudas,
Grey Daturas,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Mandrill,
The Count Five,
Lalo Schifrin,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ornette Coleman,
Amon Düül II,
Ohio Players,
The Electric Prunes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Siglo XX,
Quantec,
Y Pants,
Rapeman,
Main Source,
Fat Boys,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Black Bananas,
Goldenarms,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Rod Modell,
Marcia Griffiths,
Maleditus Sound,
Visage,
Glenn Branca,
Unwound,
Kaleidoscope,
Carl Craig,
The Slits,
EPMD,
Eric B and Rakim,
Cameo,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.