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 Lebanon and from Shanghai.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 guitar 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 The Men They Couldn't Hang to the disco 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 Banda Bassotti. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Piero Umiliani record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nation of Ulysses,
The Seeds,
Roger Hodgson,
The Blackbyrds,
Carl Craig,
Ultravox,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Youth Brigade,
Royal Trux,
Easy Going,
Throbbing Gristle,
A Certain Ratio,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gang Starr,
Wolf Eyes,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Cal Tjader,
Marmalade,
Roxette,
Trumans Water,
Echospace,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Aloha Tigers,
Maurizio,
The Dave Clark Five,
Massinfluence,
Mad Mike,
Crash Course in Science,
Neil Young,
Q and Not U,
the Germs,
Don Cherry,
Franke,
Monks,
Scott Walker,
Underground Resistance,
Terrestrial Tones,
Godley & Creme,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
10cc,
The Five Americans,
Grey Daturas,
DJ Style,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Pretty Things,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Nico,
Loose Ends,
Smog,
The American Breed,
Lyres,
Infiniti,
Crime,
Rufus Thomas,
Quadrant,
Agitation Free,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Dennis Brown,
The Gladiators,
The Evens,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.