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 Rwanda and from Paris.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 organ 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 The Associates to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Supertramp. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantaleimon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Babytalk,
Monolake,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Hot Snakes,
Lyres,
Janne Schatter,
Ten City,
Bush Tetras,
F. McDonald,
The Misunderstood,
The Residents,
U.S. Maple,
The Toasters,
Television Personalities,
Amon Düül,
Ronnie Foster,
10cc,
Aaron Thompson,
Gabor Szabo,
Sam Rivers,
Crooked Eye,
Von Mondo,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Panda Bear,
Alison Limerick,
Flipper,
Supertramp,
Neu!,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Vogues,
Mandrill,
Yusef Lateef,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Swans,
Japan,
Bobby Womack,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Bill Near,
Sister Nancy,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Black Bananas,
Silicon Teens,
The Gap Band,
The Martian,
Sonic Youth,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jawbox,
Mantronix,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Birthday Party,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Icehouse,
Jimmy McGriff,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gil Scott Heron,
EPMD,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Index,
Gerry Rafferty,
Parry Music,
T. Rex,
Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav.
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.