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 Senegal and from Winnipeg.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 güiro 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 U.S. Maple to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
Flipper,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ronan,
Radiohead,
Josef K,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Misunderstood,
Stetsasonic,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Loose Ends,
Altered Images,
Electric Prunes,
Lebanon Hanover,
CMW,
Q and Not U,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
New Order,
Pantaleimon,
T. Rex,
Masters at Work,
The Sonics,
Anakelly,
Malaria!,
Joy Division,
Darondo,
Deakin,
Schoolly D,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
James White and The Blacks,
Ultimate Spinach,
Can,
Lee Hazlewood,
Mo-Dettes,
Minor Threat,
Robert Görl,
Shuggie Otis,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Wally Richardson,
Aloha Tigers,
The Gun Club,
Sex Pistols,
JFA,
Smog,
Mark Hollis,
The New Christs,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Victims,
Michelle Simonal,
Moby Grape,
Second Layer,
Con Funk Shun,
John Foxx,
Cybotron,
June of 44,
Bauhaus,
Bill Wells,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Cramps,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.