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 Taiwan and from Calgary.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 linndrum 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 disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oneida,
Hot Snakes,
Essential Logic,
Ponytail,
Derrick May,
Panda Bear,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
This Heat,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Darondo,
The Doors,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Hasil Adkins,
Moss Icon,
The Durutti Column,
Lalo Schifrin,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Harmonia,
Bad Manners,
Minny Pops,
The Blues Magoos,
The Cowsills,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Susan Cadogan,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Pop Group,
Ronnie Foster,
Theoretical Girls,
Echospace,
Monolake,
Black Bananas,
Das Ding,
Scott Walker,
Ossler,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ten City,
Yazoo,
Jandek,
Amon Düül II,
Gong,
Cameo,
Cecil Taylor,
Gang Starr,
The Fugs,
The Young Rascals,
Little Man,
Flipper,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Symarip,
The Busters,
Eric Dolphy,
the Slits,
Livin' Joy,
Zapp,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Electric Prunes,
Audionom,
Gang Gang Dance,
Duran Duran,
Massinfluence,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy.
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.