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 Kyrgyzstan and from Beijing.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Tremeloes to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Kaleidoscope,
Marvin Gaye,
OOIOO,
Quantec,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Martian,
Mo-Dettes,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Man Eating Sloth,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Byron Stingily,
Tom Boy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Barbara Tucker,
Terry Callier,
The Residents,
Youth Brigade,
Bill Wells,
The Tremeloes,
Sonny Sharrock,
Deakin,
Grauzone,
Bootsy Collins,
Amazonics,
Faust,
Ken Boothe,
Porter Ricks,
The New Christs,
Flamin' Groovies,
MC5,
In Retrospect,
Chrome,
Ituana,
Hashim,
The Sound,
David Bowie,
Trumans Water,
Archie Shepp,
Nik Kershaw,
New Age Steppers,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Gories,
Marine Girls,
Bush Tetras,
Deadbeat,
Funky Four + One,
Malaria!,
Agitation Free,
Ludus,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Pierre Henry,
Wally Richardson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Stooges,
Gong,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Soft Machine,
Tim Buckley,
Ralphi Rosario,
Barclay James Harvest,
Stetsasonic,
Camberwell Now,
Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review.
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.