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 Serbia 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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Supertramp to the grime 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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Average White Band 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mandrill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
F. McDonald,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Laurel Aitken,
Fluxion,
Parry Music,
Audionom,
The Gap Band,
Radio Birdman,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Eurythmics,
Spoonie Gee,
Dennis Brown,
Eden Ahbez,
Tropical Tobacco,
the Soft Cell,
Harmonia,
A Certain Ratio,
D'Angelo,
U.S. Maple,
Eli Mardock,
Vladislav Delay,
The Kinks,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Quadrant,
Tomorrow,
Grey Daturas,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lindisfarne,
Oblivians,
Aural Exciters,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Joyce Sims,
MDC,
Panda Bear,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Johnny Osbourne,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Tremeloes,
Qualms,
Dual Sessions,
The Selecter,
H. Thieme,
T. Rex,
Lightning Bolt,
Blossom Toes,
This Heat,
the Bar-Kays,
Popol Vuh,
UT,
The Stooges,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
K-Klass,
Bluetip,
Nas,
Radiohead,
Althea and Donna,
the Germs,
The Red Krayola,
Robert Wyatt,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.