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 Bhutan and from Madrid.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 clarinet 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 Fall to the jazz 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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eli Mardock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Real Kids,
Deepchord,
The Happenings,
Scan 7,
New Order,
The Residents,
Cybotron,
Freddie Wadling,
Piero Umiliani,
Thee Headcoats,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pet Shop Boys,
Organ,
The Cure,
The Seeds,
Audionom,
Bobby Sherman,
Grandmaster Flash,
A Certain Ratio,
Gong,
The Shadows of Knight,
Eve St. Jones,
Reuben Wilson,
Niagra,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jimmy McGriff,
Avey Tare,
Joe Smooth,
Lindisfarne,
Jacob Miller,
Barbara Tucker,
The Dead C,
Second Layer,
T.S.O.L.,
Eric Copeland,
Kenny Larkin,
E-Dancer,
The Blackbyrds,
Nas,
The Misunderstood,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Fall,
Eric Dolphy,
The Moleskins,
Soul II Soul,
Crispian St. Peters,
Yaz,
Quando Quango,
Qualms,
Rod Modell,
Ornette Coleman,
The Pop Group,
Dawn Penn,
Soulsonic Force,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jacques Brel,
John Lydon,
Johnny Clarke,
Cal Tjader,
Sonic Youth,
Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red.
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.