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 Argentina and from Philadelphia.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Skarface to the crunk 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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Spandau Ballet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lightning Bolt 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
The Human League,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
the Human League,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Marc Almond,
Deakin,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Sound,
Pierre Henry,
Johnny Osbourne,
Donald Byrd,
Aural Exciters,
The Skatalites,
AZ,
The Smiths,
Peter and Kerry,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Fad Gadget,
Sonny Sharrock,
X-Ray Spex,
Arab on Radar,
Aloha Tigers,
Bluetip,
X-102,
Yazoo,
Steve Hackett,
Todd Terry,
Black Flag,
The Flesh Eaters,
Subhumans,
Henry Cow,
Sound Behaviour,
One Last Wish,
Lightning Bolt,
Jimmy McGriff,
Supertramp,
Joy Division,
Tres Demented,
Outsiders,
Parry Music,
The Martian,
The Monks,
Pussy Galore,
Silicon Teens,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sonic Youth,
Brick,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Excepter,
Qualms,
Ice-T,
Eric Copeland,
Soulsonic Force,
Fluxion,
David McCallum,
Sparks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.