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 Iran and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Hong Kong.
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 harpsichord 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 Rakim to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Freddie Wadling 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tom Boy,
Dave Gahan,
Sight & Sound,
Aaron Thompson,
Ultravox,
The Blues Magoos,
Parry Music,
the Normal,
Bush Tetras,
Don Cherry,
Moss Icon,
Darondo,
Agitation Free,
Vladislav Delay,
Dual Sessions,
Mandrill,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
These Immortal Souls,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Connie Case,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Massinfluence,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ten City,
World's Most,
Grandmaster Flash,
Cluster,
Amon Düül,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Grass Roots,
Gong,
Brand Nubian,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
David Axelrod,
Bobby Womack,
Theoretical Girls,
Ronnie Foster,
Man Parrish,
Tommy Roe,
The Human League,
Cal Tjader,
Eric Dolphy,
Q65,
Youth Brigade,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Dirtbombs,
Girls At Our Best!,
Rotary Connection,
Nirvana,
Alison Limerick,
Tim Buckley,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Wire,
The Blackbyrds,
Blake Baxter,
The Techniques,
the Association,
Maurizio,
Crispy Ambulance,
June of 44,
Robert Hood,
Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk.
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.