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 Zambia and from Mexico City.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Dual Sessions to the rap 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 Tubeway Army. All the underground hits.
All Banda Bassotti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Bowie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
Delta 5,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Accadde A,
Young Marble Giants,
Brass Construction,
Derrick May,
Man Eating Sloth,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sister Nancy,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sun City Girls,
X-102,
Radiopuhelimet,
Technova,
T. Rex,
Brand Nubian,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Velvet Underground,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Joe Smooth,
Lyres,
Q and Not U,
Warren Ellis,
Goldenarms,
Fat Boys,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Knickerbockers,
The Gories,
Junior Murvin,
Ultravox,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Terrestrial Tones,
Swell Maps,
Symarip,
X-Ray Spex,
MDC,
Wings,
Camberwell Now,
Judy Mowatt,
Qualms,
Von Mondo,
The Flesh Eaters,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Toasters,
The Five Americans,
Lucky Dragons,
Reuben Wilson,
Faraquet,
Drive Like Jehu,
Barbara Tucker,
The Mojo Men,
Subhumans,
Isaac Hayes,
Todd Terry,
Y Pants,
Patti Smith,
Nico,
Maleditus Sound,
Interpol, Interpol, Interpol, Interpol.
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.