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 Canada and from Tokyo.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Circle Jerks to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cluster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
The New Christs,
Average White Band,
Public Enemy,
Theoretical Girls,
Charles Mingus,
Cal Tjader,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Television,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
JFA,
Jimmy McGriff,
Reuben Wilson,
The Invisible,
Idris Muhammad,
Eve St. Jones,
Harry Pussy,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Slits,
Aswad,
Delta 5,
A Certain Ratio,
Stereo Dub,
The Count Five,
Yellowson,
R.M.O.,
The Stooges,
Outsiders,
Desert Stars,
Organ,
New Age Steppers,
Matthew Bourne,
Chris Corsano,
Animal Collective,
Blake Baxter,
Supertramp,
The Wake,
Television Personalities,
Lucky Dragons,
the Human League,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sonic Youth,
Brothers Johnson,
Agent Orange,
The Motions,
Oneida,
LL Cool J,
Mary Jane Girls,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Leaves,
Mission of Burma,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bush Tetras,
Barrington Levy,
Roger Hodgson,
The Alarm Clocks,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Swell Maps,
Ultravox,
Ten City,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.