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 Azerbaijan and from Seoul.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Pulsallama to the crunk 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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a D'Angelo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Infiniti,
Mark Hollis,
Roger Hodgson,
Kerrie Biddell,
Alice Coltrane,
New Order,
Ice-T,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Pantaleimon,
Popol Vuh,
PIL,
Nick Fraelich,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Metal Thangz,
Howard Jones,
Cybotron,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Pole,
10cc,
Kaleidoscope,
The Barracudas,
The Doors,
The Neon Judgement,
The Vogues,
These Immortal Souls,
June of 44,
Unrelated Segments,
Nas,
The Misunderstood,
The Searchers,
Pagans,
Zero Boys,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Slick Rick,
Peter & Gordon,
Motorama,
Desert Stars,
John Holt,
Quantec,
Soulsonic Force,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Tomorrow,
Young Marble Giants,
Flamin' Groovies,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Jesper Dahlback,
John Cale,
Harry Pussy,
Man Eating Sloth,
Moby Grape,
Hardrive,
The Sonics,
Alton Ellis,
Blossom Toes,
Morten Harket,
The Detroit Cobras,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Gories,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Buzzcocks,
Faraquet,
Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U.
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.