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 San Marino and from Salvador.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
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 Cal Tjader to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Gang Green tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Lydon,
The Litter,
PIL,
Al Stewart,
Cymande,
The Cowsills,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kaleidoscope,
Unwound,
Essential Logic,
Crispian St. Peters,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ten City,
Drexciya,
Avey Tare,
U.S. Maple,
Harpers Bizarre,
Quantec,
Section 25,
Public Enemy,
Lou Reed,
Scott Walker,
AZ,
Kurtis Blow,
Au Pairs,
The Cramps,
OOIOO,
Inner City,
Newcleus,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Peter and Kerry,
Alice Coltrane,
Erasure,
Nation of Ulysses,
Tubeway Army,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pierre Henry,
The Selecter,
Bronski Beat,
Pylon,
Terry Callier,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Scrapy,
Black Pus,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Robert Wyatt,
The New Christs,
Black Sheep,
Iggy Pop,
The Associates,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Dave Gahan,
Stiv Bators,
10cc,
Jeff Mills,
Von Mondo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Symarip, Symarip, Symarip, Symarip.
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.