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 Norway and from Jakarta.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 David Bowie 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 Sparks to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Associates. All the underground hits.
All Ken Boothe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crime record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s 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 Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Suburban Knight,
Peter and Kerry,
Jawbox,
Robert Hood,
DNA,
The Gories,
The Music Machine,
Roxy Music,
The Residents,
Connie Case,
Lou Christie,
Anthony Braxton,
The Fuzztones,
Skaos,
Eric B and Rakim,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Royal Trux,
Pagans,
Derrick May,
The Smiths,
the Normal,
The New Christs,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Section 25,
Rekid,
Reuben Wilson,
Ultra Naté,
Supertramp,
Lebanon Hanover,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sonny Sharrock,
Althea and Donna,
June of 44,
Gichy Dan,
The Count Five,
New Age Steppers,
Basic Channel,
The Dead C,
The Busters,
Sexual Harrassment,
Marshall Jefferson,
Hardrive,
The Selecter,
Fluxion,
The Smoke,
The Blackbyrds,
Rod Modell,
Accadde A,
Drexciya,
Mars,
Joe Smooth,
The Divine Comedy,
Susan Cadogan,
Kaleidoscope,
The Zeros,
The Red Krayola,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.