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 Indonesia and from Bologna.
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 Seoul and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 John Cale to the techno 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 The Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Enemy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
Young Marble Giants,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pylon,
Public Image Ltd.,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Chris & Cosey,
Gabor Szabo,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
New Order,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Flamin' Groovies,
Thee Headcoats,
Archie Shepp,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rotary Connection,
Darondo,
The Gories,
The Cramps,
Roger Hodgson,
The Wake,
The Motions,
Nas,
Adolescents,
The Electric Prunes,
Mo-Dettes,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Brothers Johnson,
Negative Approach,
Dark Day,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Move,
Zapp,
Mad Mike,
Bauhaus,
Soft Machine,
Hasil Adkins,
Shoche,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Jesper Dahlback,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Hashim,
Flash Fearless,
The Red Krayola,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bronski Beat,
Nico,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Eric B and Rakim,
Yazoo,
Joensuu 1685,
Oneida,
The Knickerbockers,
Agent Orange,
Intrusion,
Icehouse,
David Axelrod,
Niagra,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
World's Most,
Youth Brigade,
Television,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.