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 Cameroon and from Woodstock.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Toronto.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the 808 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 Tim Buckley to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Boz Scaggs,
Arcadia,
Crooked Eye,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Beau Brummels,
Bluetip,
Magazine,
London Community Gospel Choir,
New Age Steppers,
Reuben Wilson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sonic Youth,
Suicide,
Matthew Halsall,
8 Eyed Spy,
Derrick Morgan,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
One Last Wish,
In Retrospect,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
H. Thieme,
Qualms,
The Detroit Cobras,
Newcleus,
Eurythmics,
Tommy Roe,
EPMD,
The Moleskins,
Nico,
Drexciya,
Slave,
Stereo Dub,
Junior Murvin,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Pop Group,
Stiv Bators,
Dawn Penn,
The Blues Magoos,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Eric Copeland,
Crime,
ABBA,
The Searchers,
Hasil Adkins,
Jacques Brel,
Warsaw,
D'Angelo,
Bootsy Collins,
Connie Case,
The Buckinghams,
X-101,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lebanon Hanover,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Moby Grape,
Pere Ubu,
Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet.
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.