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 Indonesia and from Seoul.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Portland.
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 David Bowie 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 Rites of Spring to the rock 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 The Doors. All the underground hits.
All The Flesh Eaters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Don Cherry,
Lou Christie,
Hasil Adkins,
The Blackbyrds,
Warren Ellis,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Happenings,
Pierre Henry,
Lucky Dragons,
Deepchord,
Cameo,
Masters at Work,
LL Cool J,
Dave Gahan,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Last Poets,
Boz Scaggs,
Model 500,
Dual Sessions,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bobby Byrd,
Von Mondo,
Television Personalities,
Traffic Nightmare,
Soul II Soul,
Cal Tjader,
The Knickerbockers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Gun Club,
Dark Day,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Duran Duran,
Johnny Osbourne,
X-102,
Matthew Halsall,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Buzzcocks,
Flipper,
Pussy Galore,
Eve St. Jones,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Whodini,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sight & Sound,
Throbbing Gristle,
cv313,
Piero Umiliani,
Brand Nubian,
Interpol,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Count Five,
Moss Icon,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Sound,
Erykah Badu,
The Red Krayola,
Carl Craig,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Pantaleimon,
The Pretty Things,
Ultravox,
The Detroit Cobras,
New Age Steppers,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.