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 Malaysia and from Hong Kong.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 guitar 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 Babytalk to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
Lebanon Hanover,
Technova,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Music Machine,
Donald Byrd,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Dead C,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sexual Harrassment,
Quadrant,
Mantronix,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Monolake,
Freddie Wadling,
Smog,
Easy Going,
Jacques Brel,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Television,
Rekid,
Negative Approach,
Severed Heads,
L. Decosne,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lucky Dragons,
Blossom Toes,
Bang On A Can,
Youth Brigade,
The Busters,
Anakelly,
Country Teasers,
The Knickerbockers,
Spandau Ballet,
Eric Dolphy,
The Human League,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Motions,
Wasted Youth,
Laurel Aitken,
Ronan,
Flash Fearless,
Avey Tare,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bill Near,
Rapeman,
Soulsonic Force,
Delta 5,
The Electric Prunes,
China Crisis,
Carl Craig,
Glenn Branca,
Boz Scaggs,
Nick Fraelich,
Monks,
Funkadelic,
The Fugs,
Intrusion,
Johnny Clarke,
Brand Nubian,
MDC,
Jawbox,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gong, Gong, Gong, Gong.
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.