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 Poland and from Edmonton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Mantronix to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Reuben Wilson. All the underground hits.
All Reagan Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Alarm Clocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bluetip,
Clear Light,
Rod Modell,
Buzzcocks,
FM Einheit,
Oneida,
Kevin Saunderson,
Eric B and Rakim,
Joensuu 1685,
Charles Mingus,
Soulsonic Force,
Josef K,
Nation of Ulysses,
L. Decosne,
Skaos,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Michelle Simonal,
The Happenings,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gil Scott Heron,
Magazine,
Camberwell Now,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Swans,
The Cramps,
Supertramp,
Danielle Patucci,
Symarip,
Metal Thangz,
The Human League,
Nico,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Laurel Aitken,
Whodini,
Desert Stars,
The Shadows of Knight,
Amon Düül,
These Immortal Souls,
Cecil Taylor,
Los Fastidios,
Matthew Halsall,
Derrick Morgan,
Sun Ra,
Sonic Youth,
Connie Case,
The Zeros,
Crash Course in Science,
Rhythm & Sound,
Quando Quango,
Nick Fraelich,
Graham Central Station,
KRS-One,
The Busters,
Loose Ends,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Icehouse,
Patti Smith,
The Stooges,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Beau Brummels,
James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks.
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.