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 Belarus and from Johannesburg.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Raincoats to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Henry Cow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Goldenarms 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 Five Americans,
Erasure,
Suicide,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
In Retrospect,
Man Parrish,
Crispy Ambulance,
Ludus,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sight & Sound,
The Searchers,
L. Decosne,
the Sonics,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Names,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
James White and The Blacks,
Mars,
the Bar-Kays,
10cc,
The Young Rascals,
Tears for Fears,
The Pop Group,
Country Teasers,
Drexciya,
Prince Buster,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Public Image Ltd.,
Spoonie Gee,
Harmonia,
David Bowie,
Pantytec,
Bill Wells,
The Busters,
JFA,
Section 25,
Fugazi,
The Gladiators,
Sugar Minott,
The Standells,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Wake,
Bush Tetras,
Aswad,
Hardrive,
Quantec,
FM Einheit,
Nirvana,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
DJ Sneak,
Ohio Players,
Peter & Gordon,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Cramps,
Buzzcocks,
Throbbing Gristle,
Youth Brigade,
Donald Byrd,
Funkadelic,
Lalo Schifrin,
Flipper, Flipper, Flipper, Flipper.
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.