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 Montenegro 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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 linndrum 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Freddie Wadling 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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?
Scan 7,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Cheater Slicks,
Urselle,
Tomorrow,
The Divine Comedy,
Rosa Yemen,
Jerry's Kids,
Alton Ellis,
OOIOO,
Jacques Brel,
Delta 5,
Jesper Dahlback,
DNA,
Spoonie Gee,
Stetsasonic,
Moby Grape,
Soul II Soul,
The Walker Brothers,
Das Ding,
Archie Shepp,
The Blackbyrds,
Skarface,
Lower 48,
Sam Rivers,
Television Personalities,
Silicon Teens,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Barrington Levy,
Little Man,
The Toasters,
Average White Band,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Sound,
The Raincoats,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sparks,
the Swans,
Theoretical Girls,
Nico,
Icehouse,
the Human League,
Roy Ayers,
K-Klass,
Rekid,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Man Eating Sloth,
Glambeats Corp.,
Cameo,
Visage,
Oblivians,
Radiohead,
Alphaville,
Severed Heads,
The Trojans,
Rakim,
Mandrill,
Pantaleimon,
Talk Talk,
Fluxion,
Neil Young,
Thompson Twins,
Inner City,
Peter and Kerry,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.