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 Cambodia and from Lyon.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Outsiders to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All Man Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rekid,
Todd Rundgren,
The Skatalites,
the Soft Cell,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Martian,
Flash Fearless,
AZ,
Porter Ricks,
X-101,
Soft Machine,
Mr. Review,
Lucky Dragons,
Wolf Eyes,
Adolescents,
The Fuzztones,
Black Pus,
The Misunderstood,
The Stooges,
Gichy Dan,
Matthew Halsall,
Pharoah Sanders,
OOIOO,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
DNA,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Joe Finger,
Symarip,
Robert Wyatt,
Scrapy,
Deadbeat,
James White and The Blacks,
Scott Walker,
Skarface,
New York Dolls,
In Retrospect,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Five Americans,
The Selecter,
Loose Ends,
Donny Hathaway,
Los Fastidios,
EPMD,
The Trojans,
Smog,
The Searchers,
UT,
Mantronix,
Warren Ellis,
T. Rex,
Mars,
Idris Muhammad,
Chris Corsano,
Eric Copeland,
Circle Jerks,
Audionom,
Sonny Sharrock,
A Certain Ratio,
Ohio Players,
Gong,
Nirvana,
Archie Shepp,
Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat.
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.