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 Liberia and from London.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Altered Images to the rap 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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
John Foxx,
B.T. Express,
Hasil Adkins,
Funky Four + One,
Ossler,
LL Cool J,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Blues Magoos,
X-102,
Sixth Finger,
Albert Ayler,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ornette Coleman,
Harry Pussy,
Roxette,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Marine Girls,
This Heat,
Average White Band,
World's Most,
Desert Stars,
Terry Callier,
The Pop Group,
Rekid,
The Motions,
UT,
The Doobie Brothers,
Tomorrow,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lou Christie,
The Move,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ice-T,
Joensuu 1685,
Niagra,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Intrusion,
Jerry's Kids,
Sunsets and Hearts,
OOIOO,
Magazine,
Black Sheep,
Alphaville,
The Mojo Men,
Electric Prunes,
Junior Murvin,
Arthur Verocai,
Brothers Johnson,
Blancmange,
Ituana,
Ten City,
Camberwell Now,
Khruangbin,
Lucky Dragons,
Shuggie Otis,
Blake Baxter,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.