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 Slovenia and from Sao Paulo.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 synthesizer 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 Scion to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Porter Ricks. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monks 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television,
Morten Harket,
Dead Boys,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Skriet,
The Blackbyrds,
John Coltrane,
The Raincoats,
Michelle Simonal,
K-Klass,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
the Human League,
Sugar Minott,
Neil Young,
In Retrospect,
Joy Division,
Excepter,
Harpers Bizarre,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Das Ding,
Glenn Branca,
Babytalk,
The Saints,
Blake Baxter,
Simply Red,
Zapp,
Graham Central Station,
Mo-Dettes,
The Cramps,
Popol Vuh,
Oblivians,
Max Romeo,
Ponytail,
The Gap Band,
Urselle,
the Association,
Juan Atkins,
John Lydon,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Crispy Ambulance,
Pulsallama,
Schoolly D,
Bootsy Collins,
Sight & Sound,
Nils Olav,
Mandrill,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Neon Judgement,
Hasil Adkins,
Lalo Schifrin,
Public Enemy,
Hot Snakes,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lindisfarne,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eden Ahbez,
Organ,
Quantec,
Underground Resistance,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.