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 South Africa and from Lille.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes to the electroclash 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bad Manners record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fat Boys,
Hashim,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Stockholm Monsters,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Iggy Pop,
Joe Smooth,
Black Bananas,
Adolescents,
John Coltrane,
The Dirtbombs,
Frankie Knuckles,
Intrusion,
Outsiders,
Fugazi,
Hoover,
The Fortunes,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lucky Dragons,
The Star Department,
Roger Hodgson,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Matthew Bourne,
Porter Ricks,
Derrick Morgan,
Steve Hackett,
Depeche Mode,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ohio Players,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Nirvana,
Jeru the Damaja,
Thompson Twins,
Kerrie Biddell,
DJ Style,
Faraquet,
June of 44,
Swans,
Circle Jerks,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Zapp,
The Motions,
LL Cool J,
Sex Pistols,
Soft Cell,
Dead Boys,
Sparks,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Oblivians,
The Count Five,
Shoche,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Moebius,
Dorothy Ashby,
Deadbeat,
Marshall Jefferson,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Joe Finger,
Talk Talk,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.