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 South Africa and from Johannesburg.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 harpsichord 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 Banda Bassotti to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Wyatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skaos,
Connie Case,
Section 25,
Prince Buster,
Erasure,
Freddie Wadling,
Kevin Saunderson,
New Age Steppers,
The Velvet Underground,
Bizarre Inc.,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gregory Isaacs,
MC5,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rapeman,
Barbara Tucker,
Crispy Ambulance,
New Order,
Lou Reed,
The Blues Magoos,
The Happenings,
John Foxx,
Young Marble Giants,
Shuggie Otis,
The Moleskins,
Pharoah Sanders,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sister Nancy,
Loose Ends,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Henry Cow,
Second Layer,
Ronan,
Cecil Taylor,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
KRS-One,
Flamin' Groovies,
Todd Rundgren,
Talk Talk,
Trumans Water,
The Sound,
The Invisible,
Kurtis Blow,
Stereo Dub,
The Count Five,
Cheater Slicks,
Altered Images,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Peter & Gordon,
Moby Grape,
Funkadelic,
Gichy Dan,
Circle Jerks,
Ultimate Spinach,
Index,
Robert Hood,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Gories,
PIL, PIL, PIL, PIL.
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.