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 Pakistan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 güiro 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 Unrelated Segments to the techno 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reuben Wilson 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Selecter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Massinfluence,
Bronski Beat,
Fela Kuti,
Danielle Patucci,
Sound Behaviour,
Audionom,
Mad Mike,
Pharoah Sanders,
Steve Hackett,
Peter & Gordon,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Donny Hathaway,
Big Daddy Kane,
Rosa Yemen,
Cluster,
Stiv Bators,
Slave,
Moebius,
Rufus Thomas,
Bob Dylan,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Unrelated Segments,
Graham Central Station,
Bobby Sherman,
Ten City,
Stockholm Monsters,
Piero Umiliani,
The Pretty Things,
Archie Shepp,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Johnny Clarke,
Amazonics,
Suicide,
Bizarre Inc.,
Funky Four + One,
Los Fastidios,
Lalo Schifrin,
Index,
The Offenders,
F. McDonald,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The American Breed,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Joy Division,
The Modern Lovers,
Robert Görl,
Wire,
New York Dolls,
Sugar Minott,
the Slits,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Grauzone,
Swell Maps,
Depeche Mode,
Drexciya,
Lou Christie,
Country Joe & The Fish,
kango's stein massive,
The Raincoats,
Darondo,
Technova, Technova, Technova, Technova.
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.