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 Chile and from Delhi.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 U.S. Maple to the dance 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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythm & Sound 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 linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drive Like Jehu,
Nils Olav,
E-Dancer,
Echospace,
MC5,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Can,
Joe Smooth,
Rakim,
David McCallum,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Bar-Kays,
Carl Craig,
The Dave Clark Five,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Intrusion,
Model 500,
Sight & Sound,
The Happenings,
The Saints,
Niagra,
Dennis Brown,
Cecil Taylor,
Trumans Water,
The Dead C,
Section 25,
The Toasters,
Youth Brigade,
Erykah Badu,
Alphaville,
Second Layer,
Television Personalities,
The Monks,
Ultimate Spinach,
The J.B.'s,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sister Nancy,
Dead Boys,
Pylon,
Eric Copeland,
Quadrant,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Little Man,
DNA,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bang On A Can,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lou Christie,
Wally Richardson,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Cheater Slicks,
Agent Orange,
Anakelly,
Sarah Menescal,
The Blues Magoos,
Leonard Cohen,
Minny Pops,
Bobby Womack,
Hot Snakes,
Sex Pistols,
Pet Shop Boys,
Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys.
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.