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 Bahamas and from Bremen.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Mars to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boz Scaggs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris Corsano record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wings,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Archie Shepp,
Depeche Mode,
Man Parrish,
The Cure,
Connie Case,
The Moleskins,
Talk Talk,
Charles Mingus,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ronan,
Josef K,
Trumans Water,
Derrick Morgan,
The Searchers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Index,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Zeros,
Barrington Levy,
June Days,
The Buckinghams,
The Walker Brothers,
Inner City,
Mad Mike,
Yellowson,
Audionom,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Underground Resistance,
Public Image Ltd.,
Aloha Tigers,
Gabor Szabo,
The Monks,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ultravox,
The Alarm Clocks,
Slave,
The Star Department,
U.S. Maple,
Fad Gadget,
Nirvana,
Severed Heads,
Arthur Verocai,
Fat Boys,
Susan Cadogan,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Knickerbockers,
H. Thieme,
The New Christs,
Darondo,
Nils Olav,
Maurizio,
Eric Copeland,
Mars,
MDC,
a-ha,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.