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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Jakarta.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Severed Heads to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Blues Magoos,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Scratch Acid,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Traffic Nightmare,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Move,
Public Enemy,
Fatback Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Henry Cow,
The Neon Judgement,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Cramps,
Masters at Work,
Mission of Burma,
Ronnie Foster,
Amon Düül,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pole,
Khruangbin,
Robert Wyatt,
CMW,
Bronski Beat,
Sonny Sharrock,
Essential Logic,
Oblivians,
Steve Hackett,
The Remains,
The Electric Prunes,
Godley & Creme,
One Last Wish,
Dennis Brown,
Peter & Gordon,
Gerry Rafferty,
Eve St. Jones,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Angels of Light,
Liliput,
Barclay James Harvest,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Grass Roots,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Fela Kuti,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Moleskins,
David Axelrod,
Barrington Levy,
Junior Murvin,
The New Christs,
Heaven 17,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sex Pistols,
Derrick May,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Walker Brothers,
Camberwell Now,
Main Source,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash.
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.