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 Portland.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Mo-Dettes to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Mantronix. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deakin,
Fluxion,
Aloha Tigers,
The Gories,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Barry Ungar,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Josef K,
EPMD,
David Bowie,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Colin Newman,
The Toasters,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lee Hazlewood,
Archie Shepp,
The Pop Group,
Main Source,
Eric Copeland,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Quantec,
Pantytec,
Icehouse,
Drexciya,
Skriet,
Banda Bassotti,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Royal Trux,
Malaria!,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sun City Girls,
Ludus,
the Human League,
Organ,
DJ Style,
Roy Ayers,
Prince Buster,
Rapeman,
Make Up,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The J.B.'s,
Swans,
Marmalade,
Joe Finger,
Cameo,
Bill Near,
Siglo XX,
Avey Tare,
Qualms,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
10cc,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
K-Klass,
Bizarre Inc.,
Man Parrish,
The Fire Engines,
Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth.
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.