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 Comoros and from Spokane.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Personalities to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DNA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pet Shop Boys,
Unwound,
Supertramp,
Pulsallama,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Roxy Music,
Scott Walker,
Mark Hollis,
The Standells,
Rapeman,
Sound Behaviour,
Moebius,
Cybotron,
Sun Ra,
Audionom,
Kaleidoscope,
The Fire Engines,
Nik Kershaw,
Liliput,
Scrapy,
Wolf Eyes,
Dual Sessions,
Zapp,
JFA,
Clear Light,
The Real Kids,
Jesper Dahlback,
Nils Olav,
Davy DMX,
Vainqueur,
Johnny Osbourne,
Reuben Wilson,
Agent Orange,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
Crash Course in Science,
Kenny Larkin,
Cheater Slicks,
Wings,
DJ Sneak,
Duran Duran,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lakeside,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jerry's Kids,
The Toasters,
The United States of America,
B.T. Express,
In Retrospect,
Livin' Joy,
Gichy Dan,
Index,
Easy Going,
Bob Dylan,
Bobby Sherman,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Yaz,
Wally Richardson,
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.