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 Zimbabwe and from Johannesburg.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Pagans to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Standells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
Jacques Brel,
Reuben Wilson,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Cal Tjader,
Godley & Creme,
John Holt,
Piero Umiliani,
Byron Stingily,
Eddi Front,
Mark Hollis,
The J.B.'s,
James White and The Blacks,
Carl Craig,
JFA,
Skarface,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Peter and Kerry,
Slave,
The Move,
Panda Bear,
DJ Sneak,
Subhumans,
Rekid,
Judy Mowatt,
Mary Jane Girls,
Wally Richardson,
Sun Ra,
The Angels of Light,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Cowsills,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Associates,
The Remains,
Zapp,
Banda Bassotti,
ABBA,
Underground Resistance,
The Cramps,
Aswad,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gastr Del Sol,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Stiv Bators,
Mandrill,
the Association,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Misunderstood,
Radio Birdman,
Brothers Johnson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Toasters,
Gil Scott Heron,
Toni Rubio,
Nik Kershaw,
Aural Exciters,
Robert Görl,
Inner City,
Dave Gahan,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pussy Galore, Pussy Galore, Pussy Galore, Pussy Galore.
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.