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 El Salvador and from Winnipeg.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 rhodes 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 the Slits to the dance 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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All Television Personalities tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
The Tremeloes,
Babytalk,
Bootsy Collins,
Erykah Badu,
The Busters,
Hoover,
Fad Gadget,
Heaven 17,
Youth Brigade,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Byron Stingily,
Lungfish,
Matthew Halsall,
Spoonie Gee,
Yellowson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
David Bowie,
DJ Style,
Chrome,
X-Ray Spex,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Andrew Hill,
Connie Case,
David McCallum,
Bobby Byrd,
Ash Ra Tempel,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Alton Ellis,
Joy Division,
Boredoms,
Blake Baxter,
Derrick May,
Mars,
DJ Sneak,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Slits,
Lalo Schifrin,
Minny Pops,
Ponytail,
Michelle Simonal,
The Human League,
Eric Dolphy,
Metal Thangz,
D'Angelo,
Second Layer,
Shuggie Otis,
Zapp,
Audionom,
Alison Limerick,
John Coltrane,
Hashim,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Mad Mike,
Gregory Isaacs,
Urselle,
Nico,
Dark Day,
Crooked Eye,
Echospace, Echospace, Echospace, Echospace.
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.