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 Azerbaijan and from Bremen.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 synthesizer 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 Television to the jazz 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 The Red Krayola. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The United States of America record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Wake,
The Moleskins,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
JFA,
Maurizio,
Hot Snakes,
Terry Callier,
Minny Pops,
Fatback Band,
Essential Logic,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Fugs,
John Lydon,
Brass Construction,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Golliwogs,
Organ,
Graham Central Station,
Intrusion,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Joe Finger,
Infiniti,
This Heat,
Brick,
The Beau Brummels,
Sun City Girls,
Camouflage,
Vainqueur,
Marshall Jefferson,
Grauzone,
New Order,
Amon Düül II,
a-ha,
Ornette Coleman,
Don Cherry,
Bush Tetras,
Wings,
Ituana,
Soulsonic Force,
Agitation Free,
The Neon Judgement,
The Vogues,
Cymande,
OOIOO,
Thompson Twins,
Drexciya,
Kas Product,
K-Klass,
Ponytail,
Steve Hackett,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Grass Roots,
Parry Music,
Roy Ayers,
The Cowsills,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.