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 Brazil and from Woodstock.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 snare 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 Carl Craig to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Surgeon,
Unwound,
Black Bananas,
Dark Day,
Gang Gang Dance,
Monolake,
Joensuu 1685,
Brass Construction,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Names,
Kerri Chandler,
The Black Dice,
Charles Mingus,
Inner City,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kaleidoscope,
Unrelated Segments,
Kas Product,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Metal Thangz,
Bluetip,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lungfish,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Juan Atkins,
Glenn Branca,
Sound Behaviour,
Ohio Players,
Delta 5,
The Fugs,
Ultra Naté,
Procol Harum,
The Music Machine,
Marine Girls,
Faust,
It's A Beautiful Day,
EPMD,
The New Christs,
Vladislav Delay,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lakeside,
Moebius,
Cal Tjader,
James White and The Blacks,
The Flesh Eaters,
Oneida,
Peter and Kerry,
The Fire Engines,
Faraquet,
Roxy Music,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Soft Machine,
Lightning Bolt,
Zero Boys,
Bob Dylan,
Anthony Braxton,
Fluxion,
Sun Ra,
Sonny Sharrock,
Popol Vuh,
Schoolly D,
The Knickerbockers,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.