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 Solomon Islands and from Stockholm.
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 Cairo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 clarinet 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 Blancmange to the disco 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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Red Krayola,
Wire,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Davy DMX,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Joyce Sims,
Charles Mingus,
Slave,
Tres Demented,
The Fuzztones,
Joe Smooth,
Nirvana,
Rod Modell,
The Music Machine,
Brand Nubian,
John Foxx,
Lightning Bolt,
Bill Wells,
LL Cool J,
The Names,
Bobby Byrd,
Lebanon Hanover,
B.T. Express,
Mantronix,
Skriet,
Bush Tetras,
Boogie Down Productions,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lalann,
The Velvet Underground,
Lalo Schifrin,
CMW,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Star Department,
Masters at Work,
Nico,
Rapeman,
Piero Umiliani,
The Monochrome Set,
Fear,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Goldenarms,
Barbara Tucker,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Flipper,
New York Dolls,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Saints,
Robert Görl,
Ice-T,
Motorama,
Amazonics,
Franke,
Mr. Review,
UT,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.