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 Algeria 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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Rotary Connection to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cheater Slicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Raincoats,
The Music Machine,
Wire,
Unwound,
The Neon Judgement,
Matthew Bourne,
Tears for Fears,
Funky Four + One,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jeff Lynne,
Joey Negro,
Morten Harket,
Arcadia,
the Bar-Kays,
Los Fastidios,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Eric B and Rakim,
Angry Samoans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bang On A Can,
Faust,
The Gories,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Johnny Osbourne,
World's Most,
Trumans Water,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Tubeway Army,
Letta Mbulu,
Flipper,
Black Sheep,
Hot Snakes,
Rites of Spring,
Easy Going,
Fluxion,
The Walker Brothers,
Pussy Galore,
Delon & Dalcan,
Amon Düül,
Sixth Finger,
Porter Ricks,
JFA,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lalo Schifrin,
CMW,
Oneida,
Delta 5,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Public Image Ltd.,
Scrapy,
Bootsy Collins,
Can,
Index,
LL Cool J,
Deakin,
Peter and Kerry,
Y Pants,
Blancmange,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ultra Naté,
Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier.
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.