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 Dominican Republic and from Glasgow.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Cairo.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Blake Baxter to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
This Heat,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lungfish,
Joe Finger,
Laurel Aitken,
Average White Band,
Monolake,
Rekid,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
8 Eyed Spy,
Joe Smooth,
Angry Samoans,
Dennis Brown,
Theoretical Girls,
Matthew Bourne,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Smiths,
Deadbeat,
Alphaville,
Lalann,
Ken Boothe,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Nick Fraelich,
Gregory Isaacs,
Michelle Simonal,
Public Enemy,
Sound Behaviour,
Godley & Creme,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Freddie Wadling,
The Mummies,
Flash Fearless,
Agent Orange,
The Moleskins,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sonic Youth,
Ultravox,
Massinfluence,
Scrapy,
Das Ding,
Terry Callier,
Eddi Front,
Radiohead,
Trumans Water,
Lightning Bolt,
Kurtis Blow,
Sonny Sharrock,
F. McDonald,
DJ Style,
Aswad,
Gabor Szabo,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Rosa Yemen,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Anakelly,
Scott Walker,
Gastr Del Sol,
Hot Snakes,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.