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 Cyprus and from Taipei.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Hashim to the electroclash 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All Fela Kuti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispy Ambulance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
These Immortal Souls,
Delta 5,
Inner City,
Unrelated Segments,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Jerry's Kids,
Carl Craig,
Radiopuhelimet,
Accadde A,
Brand Nubian,
Stetsasonic,
Black Sheep,
Television,
Funkadelic,
John Coltrane,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bobby Hutcherson,
Stockholm Monsters,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Easy Going,
Kool Moe Dee,
Suburban Knight,
The Smoke,
The Gap Band,
The Zeros,
Reuben Wilson,
Y Pants,
Fat Boys,
June Days,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lindisfarne,
Pantytec,
Mandrill,
Big Daddy Kane,
Urselle,
Slave,
Toni Rubio,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Buckinghams,
The Black Dice,
The American Breed,
Scion,
The Modern Lovers,
Country Teasers,
Section 25,
The Smiths,
ABBA,
Youth Brigade,
Bronski Beat,
Eric Dolphy,
Warren Ellis,
Jandek,
The Human League,
Thompson Twins,
Mo-Dettes,
Faraquet,
Rufus Thomas,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.