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 Syria and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 snare 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 Shoche to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Depeche Mode record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Sonny Sharrock,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Kenny Larkin,
Gang Starr,
John Foxx,
L. Decosne,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ituana,
The Selecter,
Tommy Roe,
The Monochrome Set,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
the Normal,
Black Moon,
Fela Kuti,
Pet Shop Boys,
Skarface,
The Five Americans,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Skriet,
Hardrive,
Wasted Youth,
Eve St. Jones,
Suburban Knight,
Steve Hackett,
Country Teasers,
The Fall,
The Red Krayola,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lower 48,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Young Rascals,
Trumans Water,
Scratch Acid,
The Skatalites,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Wire,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Moody Blues,
Nils Olav,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
China Crisis,
K-Klass,
The Angels of Light,
Camberwell Now,
Jerry's Kids,
Shuggie Otis,
The Blackbyrds,
Byron Stingily,
Marcia Griffiths,
Boz Scaggs,
New Age Steppers,
Kaleidoscope,
In Retrospect,
Simply Red,
Derrick Morgan,
Animal Collective,
Toni Rubio,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.