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 Andorra and from Spokane.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Moss Icon to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Mighty Diamonds. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Fugazi,
Yazoo,
Rapeman,
Sex Pistols,
New York Dolls,
The Misunderstood,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Deepchord,
The Birthday Party,
Circle Jerks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
This Heat,
Stockholm Monsters,
Mantronix,
Barry Ungar,
Scratch Acid,
Kas Product,
Lower 48,
Bill Near,
Little Man,
Public Enemy,
Ralphi Rosario,
Althea and Donna,
Flipper,
Camberwell Now,
Barbara Tucker,
Underground Resistance,
Sun City Girls,
Barrington Levy,
Black Pus,
Crime,
Joyce Sims,
Sarah Menescal,
Basic Channel,
Girls At Our Best!,
Motorama,
The Durutti Column,
Maleditus Sound,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Alphaville,
Interpol,
Gastr Del Sol,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
KRS-One,
Matthew Bourne,
Fat Boys,
Whodini,
Flash Fearless,
F. McDonald,
Jerry's Kids,
Audionom,
The Doors,
Chris Corsano,
The Techniques,
Ituana,
Lee Hazlewood,
MDC,
Bush Tetras,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cybotron,
MC5,
Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry.
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.