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 Vanuatu and from Mexico City.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Wings to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bobby Womack. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Al Stewart,
The Fire Engines,
The Litter,
The Divine Comedy,
Letta Mbulu,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Q and Not U,
Rotary Connection,
Rekid,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Soul Sonic Force,
Fela Kuti,
Babytalk,
Jerry's Kids,
Kas Product,
La Düsseldorf,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Crash Course in Science,
Graham Central Station,
The Misunderstood,
Scrapy,
Subhumans,
Gabor Szabo,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Mo-Dettes,
Royal Trux,
Bobby Byrd,
Symarip,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Scan 7,
The Gap Band,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Vogues,
Moebius,
Connie Case,
Wire,
Henry Cow,
Tubeway Army,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Schoolly D,
Cameo,
The Names,
Matthew Bourne,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Rufus Thomas,
Reagan Youth,
Main Source,
Nik Kershaw,
The Walker Brothers,
Yazoo,
Fatback Band,
Brass Construction,
Idris Muhammad,
Charles Mingus,
Rosa Yemen,
Ice-T,
Colin Newman,
Smog,
The American Breed,
Grandmaster Flash,
Audionom,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.