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 Romania and from Cairo.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and London.
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 spring reverb 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 Al Stewart to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maleditus Sound 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Desert Stars,
Panda Bear,
Grauzone,
Lalo Schifrin,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lightning Bolt,
Sarah Menescal,
Blossom Toes,
The Mojo Men,
Metal Thangz,
Sixth Finger,
Howard Jones,
Crooked Eye,
Whodini,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Sonics,
a-ha,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
One Last Wish,
X-Ray Spex,
The Monochrome Set,
Shuggie Otis,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Pretty Things,
Darondo,
Visage,
Moebius,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
New Order,
Carl Craig,
Todd Terry,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sparks,
10cc,
Idris Muhammad,
Donald Byrd,
Silicon Teens,
Scion,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Nils Olav,
The Buckinghams,
The Fuzztones,
Nirvana,
Hashim,
Pantaleimon,
Thompson Twins,
Anthony Braxton,
Skaos,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Porter Ricks,
The Moody Blues,
Second Layer,
In Retrospect,
Rites of Spring,
Josef K,
Slave,
Jesper Dahlback,
Mo-Dettes,
UT,
48th St. Collective,
The Fugs,
Magazine,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.