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 Costa Rica and from Manila.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Lakeside to the techno 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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Birthday Party record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wasted Youth,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Blake Baxter,
Joey Negro,
Gong,
Stereo Dub,
Boz Scaggs,
Sonny Sharrock,
the Soft Cell,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Gladiators,
the Swans,
Lightning Bolt,
Arthur Verocai,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Thompson Twins,
Ponytail,
Brothers Johnson,
Ludus,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
New Age Steppers,
Public Image Ltd.,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Smog,
Visage,
Swell Maps,
Bootsy Collins,
Sun City Girls,
Alison Limerick,
Popol Vuh,
The Happenings,
The Invisible,
The Modern Lovers,
K-Klass,
The Residents,
Electric Prunes,
Con Funk Shun,
John Foxx,
Trumans Water,
Chris & Cosey,
The Searchers,
Ronan,
Cymande,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Funkadelic,
a-ha,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Basic Channel,
Tommy Roe,
AZ,
X-Ray Spex,
Morten Harket,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Silicon Teens,
Babytalk,
Gang Green,
Bauhaus,
Funky Four + One,
The Names,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.