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 Cameroon and from Accra.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Cairo.
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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Fluxion to the disco 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 Monolake. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion 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 güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Invisible record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
The Real Kids,
Arcadia,
Drive Like Jehu,
Aloha Tigers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Roxy Music,
Quando Quango,
Scratch Acid,
Davy DMX,
Clear Light,
Traffic Nightmare,
Model 500,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Birthday Party,
Marc Almond,
Peter and Kerry,
Yellowson,
Brothers Johnson,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gang of Four,
The Buckinghams,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lyres,
The Count Five,
Audionom,
Matthew Bourne,
Howard Jones,
Scott Walker,
The Motions,
Kurtis Blow,
Gang Starr,
Crispian St. Peters,
Barrington Levy,
Johnny Osbourne,
Eric Copeland,
Alton Ellis,
the Soft Cell,
Q and Not U,
The Litter,
June Days,
The Velvet Underground,
The Wake,
Sällskapet,
The Monks,
Massinfluence,
Derrick May,
Monks,
Interpol,
The Barracudas,
John Holt,
Yusef Lateef,
Bobby Womack,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Pole,
Prince Buster,
Danielle Patucci,
Amon Düül II,
Swans,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.