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 Tunisia and from Toronto.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the organ 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 The Monks to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Fall. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobbi Humphrey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Radiohead,
One Last Wish,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Harmonia,
Pantytec,
Sight & Sound,
Ornette Coleman,
Marvin Gaye,
The Wake,
A Certain Ratio,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Marcia Griffiths,
Fatback Band,
Anthony Braxton,
Funkadelic,
Delon & Dalcan,
Blancmange,
Isaac Hayes,
Q and Not U,
Lyres,
Derrick May,
Sixth Finger,
The Martian,
Oneida,
Von Mondo,
Wasted Youth,
Absolute Body Control,
Matthew Bourne,
Angry Samoans,
Dawn Penn,
Brand Nubian,
Bill Near,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Amazonics,
Brothers Johnson,
The Young Rascals,
David Axelrod,
The Smoke,
Chris Corsano,
Graham Central Station,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Magma,
Half Japanese,
Minutemen,
B.T. Express,
Pulsallama,
Vainqueur,
Kerri Chandler,
Black Sheep,
Mantronix,
Massinfluence,
Heaven 17,
The Skatalites,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lakeside,
Zero Boys,
Grey Daturas,
New Order,
Joe Finger,
The Blackbyrds,
Bobby Sherman,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.