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 Moldova 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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 güiro 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 Fugs to the disco 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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone 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?
Donny Hathaway,
Eric Dolphy,
Max Romeo,
Stockholm Monsters,
Newcleus,
The Barracudas,
Das Ding,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
X-101,
The Litter,
Letta Mbulu,
Severed Heads,
The Gap Band,
Con Funk Shun,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Black Dice,
Excepter,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ultimate Spinach,
Aloha Tigers,
David McCallum,
The American Breed,
Procol Harum,
James White and The Blacks,
The Slits,
Index,
Sex Pistols,
Davy DMX,
Ten City,
Livin' Joy,
Kas Product,
These Immortal Souls,
DNA,
The Slackers,
Yaz,
John Foxx,
Camberwell Now,
Dark Day,
Juan Atkins,
MC5,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Charles Mingus,
Soul II Soul,
Throbbing Gristle,
Clear Light,
Big Daddy Kane,
Tim Buckley,
Jesper Dahlback,
Trumans Water,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pole,
Henry Cow,
Suicide,
Thee Headcoats,
Khruangbin,
Shoche,
Ultra Naté,
Goldenarms,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bizarre Inc.,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.