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 Samoa and from Tehran.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 spring reverb 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 The Litter to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Certain Ratio,
Althea and Donna,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Fuzztones,
Robert Wyatt,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Motions,
Gregory Isaacs,
48th St. Collective,
Silicon Teens,
Joe Smooth,
Schoolly D,
Flamin' Groovies,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Derrick Morgan,
Swell Maps,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Smoke,
Section 25,
Agent Orange,
Supertramp,
The Stooges,
Suicide,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Carl Craig,
Spoonie Gee,
Gang Starr,
Sam Rivers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Doobie Brothers,
Loose Ends,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bush Tetras,
Angry Samoans,
Jacques Brel,
Tubeway Army,
Procol Harum,
Von Mondo,
Inner City,
The Martian,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ludus,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Cramps,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Wire,
The Monochrome Set,
Slave,
Unrelated Segments,
Shoche,
Andrew Hill,
Easy Going,
Dave Gahan,
Maleditus Sound,
These Immortal Souls,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nico,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Donny Hathaway,
Peter & Gordon,
Pussy Galore,
Can, Can, Can, Can.
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.