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 Bolivia and from Jakarta.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 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 Fluxion to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Moon 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Leaves record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
Wings,
La Düsseldorf,
Man Eating Sloth,
Au Pairs,
The Five Americans,
Panda Bear,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Reagan Youth,
The Barracudas,
Man Parrish,
Duran Duran,
The Red Krayola,
Jacques Brel,
Eli Mardock,
Donny Hathaway,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Suicide,
Cameo,
The Doors,
Bobby Womack,
This Heat,
The Beau Brummels,
Moss Icon,
DJ Style,
Supertramp,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Youth Brigade,
Fear,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Offenders,
Vainqueur,
Johnny Osbourne,
Goldenarms,
the Slits,
Barry Ungar,
Sun Ra,
Terrestrial Tones,
Wasted Youth,
Mo-Dettes,
UT,
ABBA,
World's Most,
Alton Ellis,
Das Ding,
Bang On A Can,
Pulsallama,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cluster,
Cymande,
Jerry's Kids,
Essential Logic,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Gun Club,
Minny Pops,
Drive Like Jehu,
Stetsasonic,
Marvin Gaye,
Newcleus,
The Skatalites,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible.
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.