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 Nauru 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 Edmonton and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Roger Hodgson to the dance 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 The Offenders. All the underground hits.
All OOIOO tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Royal Trux,
Funkadelic,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Absolute Body Control,
Marmalade,
DJ Sneak,
Lebanon Hanover,
Patti Smith,
Fluxion,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Fania All-Stars,
Siglo XX,
The Sonics,
Pagans,
Delon & Dalcan,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Zeros,
Bobby Sherman,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
In Retrospect,
La Düsseldorf,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Mandrill,
Joensuu 1685,
Swans,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Gories,
Unwound,
Deadbeat,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Niagra,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Spoonie Gee,
Index,
Cheater Slicks,
Funky Four + One,
kango's stein massive,
Lakeside,
Sex Pistols,
These Immortal Souls,
Reuben Wilson,
Aloha Tigers,
Harmonia,
Bluetip,
Stetsasonic,
The Music Machine,
Moss Icon,
Marcia Griffiths,
Suicide,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Swell Maps,
Young Marble Giants,
Ossler,
Cameo,
The Wake,
Pussy Galore,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang.
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.