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 Austria and from Delhi.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Joy Division to the rock 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 Average White Band. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps 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 synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
Shoche,
Lungfish,
Wally Richardson,
Crispian St. Peters,
Babytalk,
Marshall Jefferson,
Vainqueur,
The Knickerbockers,
Severed Heads,
Alice Coltrane,
Mandrill,
The Fire Engines,
Todd Rundgren,
Jawbox,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ohio Players,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Q and Not U,
Bobby Byrd,
Susan Cadogan,
Young Marble Giants,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Joe Smooth,
The Zeros,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jacques Brel,
John Cale,
Pantaleimon,
Jandek,
Glambeats Corp.,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Marc Almond,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Don Cherry,
Au Pairs,
Blossom Toes,
Ituana,
Faraquet,
Moebius,
Country Teasers,
Urselle,
Eve St. Jones,
Scratch Acid,
Can,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Technova,
The Associates,
Eurythmics,
Groovy Waters,
Gregory Isaacs,
Wolf Eyes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pere Ubu,
Graham Central Station,
Royal Trux,
Siglo XX,
Khruangbin,
Alton Ellis,
The Saints,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.