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 Greece and from Glasgow.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Grandmaster Flash to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
David Bowie,
Minnie Riperton,
Soul II Soul,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Gun Club,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
E-Dancer,
Q65,
Glenn Branca,
Hot Snakes,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Marmalade,
Toni Rubio,
The Young Rascals,
Arcadia,
Crispian St. Peters,
Roger Hodgson,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Erasure,
Barrington Levy,
Interpol,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Dave Gahan,
the Normal,
The Gories,
a-ha,
Bronski Beat,
Y Pants,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Cal Tjader,
Bobby Womack,
Alton Ellis,
Pagans,
Deakin,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Warren Ellis,
The Doors,
Lebanon Hanover,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Martian,
Motorama,
The Selecter,
Wally Richardson,
Roy Ayers,
the Fania All-Stars,
MC5,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Animal Collective,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Real Kids,
Radiohead,
Jerry's Kids,
Althea and Donna,
The United States of America,
Index,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lakeside,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
DJ Style,
Newcleus,
Soft Machine,
Panda Bear,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.