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 Iran 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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the marimba 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 Bill Near to the punk 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 Terrestrial Tones. All the underground hits.
All Ronnie Foster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Idris Muhammad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
Grauzone,
Sound Behaviour,
Fatback Band,
Pet Shop Boys,
Chris & Cosey,
Maleditus Sound,
Johnny Osbourne,
Saccharine Trust,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Black Dice,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rites of Spring,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Joey Negro,
Minutemen,
Mars,
The Golliwogs,
Dual Sessions,
the Human League,
The Fortunes,
Drexciya,
Fad Gadget,
Intrusion,
The Martian,
Au Pairs,
Excepter,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pantytec,
Tears for Fears,
Kayak,
Letta Mbulu,
The Buckinghams,
a-ha,
Kenny Larkin,
Public Enemy,
ABBA,
Underground Resistance,
Spoonie Gee,
Idris Muhammad,
Section 25,
the Swans,
Inner City,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Happenings,
Jacques Brel,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Electric Prunes,
The Invisible,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Rekid,
Eve St. Jones,
Joy Division,
Babytalk,
Nick Fraelich,
Neu!,
Sparks,
Thee Headcoats,
Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red.
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.