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 Ghana and from Woodstock.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 theremin 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 Lalann to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sight & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gong record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Brass Construction,
Angry Samoans,
Scrapy,
Supertramp,
Sun Ra,
Buzzcocks,
The Smoke,
The Blues Magoos,
Colin Newman,
Dorothy Ashby,
Loose Ends,
Minnie Riperton,
Negative Approach,
Theoretical Girls,
Nils Olav,
Delta 5,
Magma,
Sister Nancy,
Erasure,
The Real Kids,
The Blackbyrds,
Bluetip,
The Young Rascals,
John Lydon,
Grey Daturas,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ronan,
X-101,
Matthew Bourne,
The Mojo Men,
Eddi Front,
Warsaw,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ituana,
Black Bananas,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Slits,
Kerrie Biddell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Beasts of Bourbon,
the Sonics,
David Axelrod,
Easy Going,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Moleskins,
Simply Red,
Blancmange,
Jeff Mills,
Ohio Players,
Lyres,
the Normal,
Das Ding,
Leonard Cohen,
Rod Modell,
R.M.O.,
Jacob Miller,
The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues.
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.