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 Monaco 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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Accra.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Subhumans to the electroclash 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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drive Like Jehu 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boredoms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
Ronan,
Yazoo,
Barclay James Harvest,
Banda Bassotti,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Soft Cell,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Saints,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ossler,
Mars,
F. McDonald,
The Human League,
Sister Nancy,
Alice Coltrane,
June Days,
The Searchers,
The Wake,
Nico,
Boredoms,
Eve St. Jones,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Harmonia,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ludus,
Rapeman,
The Misunderstood,
Nas,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Roxette,
Marcia Griffiths,
Stereo Dub,
Prince Buster,
Guru Guru,
Lightning Bolt,
Theoretical Girls,
Swans,
Liliput,
The Moody Blues,
The Leaves,
The American Breed,
Cluster,
Soft Machine,
Talk Talk,
Essential Logic,
Fluxion,
Ultimate Spinach,
Minny Pops,
Sonny Sharrock,
Joey Negro,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
D'Angelo,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Mad Mike,
Reuben Wilson,
Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green.
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.