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 Guinea-Bissau and from Manila.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Eric B and Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amazonics 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 marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
Arthur Verocai,
Mo-Dettes,
Accadde A,
Slave,
The Real Kids,
Barry Ungar,
Neu!,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Dual Sessions,
The Smoke,
Spoonie Gee,
Radiohead,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Audionom,
Swans,
Bobby Sherman,
Ludus,
John Foxx,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lee Hazlewood,
the Soft Cell,
Robert Wyatt,
Harry Pussy,
The Misunderstood,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bronski Beat,
The Electric Prunes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Wake,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Monolake,
The Walker Brothers,
The Fall,
Matthew Bourne,
Electric Prunes,
Flash Fearless,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Nas,
Deepchord,
Scan 7,
Visage,
Aural Exciters,
Monks,
Eli Mardock,
Godley & Creme,
Nick Fraelich,
KRS-One,
Von Mondo,
Delta 5,
Eddi Front,
Toni Rubio,
Bobby Byrd,
Camberwell Now,
Banda Bassotti,
Donald Byrd,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sparks,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.