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 Azerbaijan and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Stockholm.
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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme to the electroclash 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 Searchers. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Walker Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
The Moody Blues,
Joe Finger,
Amazonics,
Cal Tjader,
The Shadows of Knight,
the Slits,
The Blues Magoos,
Little Man,
The Fire Engines,
The Neon Judgement,
Ronnie Foster,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
kango's stein massive,
Echospace,
Yellowson,
The Gories,
Public Image Ltd.,
Avey Tare,
Joy Division,
Eric Dolphy,
DJ Style,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sex Pistols,
Underground Resistance,
Section 25,
Radio Birdman,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ohio Players,
Gregory Isaacs,
Unrelated Segments,
The Evens,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Livin' Joy,
Junior Murvin,
The Residents,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lee Hazlewood,
Rhythm & Sound,
Brothers Johnson,
Yaz,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Associates,
Deepchord,
Lyres,
The Star Department,
Fatback Band,
Fugazi,
June Days,
Josef K,
Black Flag,
Glambeats Corp.,
Joensuu 1685,
Eve St. Jones,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Circle Jerks,
Gichy Dan,
Flash Fearless,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Danielle Patucci,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Cameo,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.