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 Guyana 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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Shuggie Otis to the electroclash 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
Tom Boy,
Animal Collective,
ABC,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Cramps,
Saccharine Trust,
Marvin Gaye,
Spoonie Gee,
Tres Demented,
Yazoo,
Chris & Cosey,
Symarip,
Dark Day,
Bang On A Can,
the Normal,
Khruangbin,
Jimmy McGriff,
Buzzcocks,
Bill Wells,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Gun Club,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Fortunes,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Magma,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Mission of Burma,
Albert Ayler,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Moby Grape,
Quantec,
ABBA,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Buckinghams,
Sixth Finger,
The Pretty Things,
Gang Gang Dance,
Brothers Johnson,
Ten City,
Jawbox,
Fluxion,
Black Moon,
Soul II Soul,
Steve Hackett,
Hasil Adkins,
L. Decosne,
Peter and Kerry,
Anthony Braxton,
Crispian St. Peters,
Barbara Tucker,
kango's stein massive,
Rekid,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Unwound,
The Remains,
Robert Görl,
Zero Boys,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Q and Not U,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare.
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.