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 Vietnam and from Houston.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Yaz to the techno 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 Lightning Bolt. All the underground hits.
All The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck 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 a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a E-Dancer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pagans,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Grauzone,
The Dirtbombs,
The J.B.'s,
Fatback Band,
Sonic Youth,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kenny Larkin,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Fear,
The Happenings,
Eden Ahbez,
OOIOO,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Dead Boys,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Prince Buster,
Darondo,
ABC,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Walker Brothers,
Japan,
Saccharine Trust,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Magazine,
Jandek,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Simply Red,
Amazonics,
Stereo Dub,
Jeff Mills,
The Gap Band,
Bad Manners,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Five Americans,
Section 25,
Scion,
A Certain Ratio,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kurtis Blow,
Freddie Wadling,
Lower 48,
Girls At Our Best!,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Youth Brigade,
Faust,
Panda Bear,
the Swans,
New Age Steppers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ronnie Foster,
Eurythmics,
Mo-Dettes,
Gang Gang Dance,
Juan Atkins,
Albert Ayler,
Robert Hood,
Grey Daturas,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.