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 Accra.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Leaves to the jazz 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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlback record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
Terry Callier,
Interpol,
Moby Grape,
Tom Boy,
The Associates,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Intrusion,
The Doors,
Harpers Bizarre,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Pole,
Bobby Sherman,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
kango's stein massive,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Todd Terry,
Q and Not U,
Derrick Morgan,
The Martian,
Swans,
Little Man,
Aswad,
LL Cool J,
Motorama,
Terrestrial Tones,
Leonard Cohen,
Rakim,
Buzzcocks,
Scott Walker,
The Angels of Light,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Grandmaster Flash,
H. Thieme,
The Cure,
Flipper,
Rapeman,
Youth Brigade,
Fluxion,
Bang On A Can,
Fat Boys,
Jesper Dahlback,
K-Klass,
Von Mondo,
Franke,
Althea and Donna,
the Sonics,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jimmy McGriff,
Aloha Tigers,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Five Americans,
Black Sheep,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gong,
The Real Kids,
Harry Pussy,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Count Five,
Prince Buster,
Kaleidoscope,
Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars.
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.