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 Russia and from Portland.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Electric Prunes 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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Vladislav Delay tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
Maleditus Sound,
Easy Going,
Godley & Creme,
Harpers Bizarre,
Yaz,
Public Enemy,
Clear Light,
Faust,
Chris Corsano,
ABC,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bobby Byrd,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The J.B.'s,
Rapeman,
Gang Starr,
Bluetip,
Byron Stingily,
Subhumans,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Faraquet,
Yusef Lateef,
The Smoke,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Model 500,
Idris Muhammad,
Eli Mardock,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Black Bananas,
Flipper,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Au Pairs,
the Germs,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kurtis Blow,
Lalann,
The Searchers,
Maurizio,
Ralphi Rosario,
Agitation Free,
Sun Ra,
Dennis Brown,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Girls At Our Best!,
Darondo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Blackbyrds,
Scan 7,
World's Most,
Bill Near,
The Count Five,
Tres Demented,
Slick Rick,
Wire,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Judy Mowatt,
The Gories,
Khruangbin,
Wolf Eyes,
Television, Television, Television, Television.
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.