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 Thailand and from Madrid.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Cramps to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All Popol Vuh tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster 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?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Zero Boys,
Ronnie Foster,
Minor Threat,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Standells,
Cecil Taylor,
Ice-T,
Johnny Osbourne,
Steve Hackett,
Cheater Slicks,
Von Mondo,
Cal Tjader,
Spoonie Gee,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Jimmy McGriff,
Frankie Knuckles,
Crispian St. Peters,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bizarre Inc.,
Mad Mike,
The Gap Band,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Icehouse,
X-101,
Depeche Mode,
The Grass Roots,
Lee Hazlewood,
Henry Cow,
Black Flag,
Ornette Coleman,
The Trojans,
Joyce Sims,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Pagans,
The Count Five,
New Age Steppers,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gong,
Rufus Thomas,
Mantronix,
Yaz,
Trumans Water,
Nik Kershaw,
Blossom Toes,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Monochrome Set,
Fad Gadget,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jandek,
Matthew Bourne,
ABC,
The Litter,
The Fall,
Cymande,
Pulsallama,
Camouflage,
Rosa Yemen,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Seeds,
The Mojo Men,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.