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 Paraguay and from Manila.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 Lalann to the rap 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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Young Marble Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a a-ha record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dirtbombs,
Lightning Bolt,
Bizarre Inc.,
Severed Heads,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ituana,
Lou Christie,
Warsaw,
Hoover,
Aloha Tigers,
Boredoms,
Rhythm & Sound,
X-Ray Spex,
The Gun Club,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Masters at Work,
Bob Dylan,
Delta 5,
Sister Nancy,
Minutemen,
Second Layer,
Siglo XX,
The Litter,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kaleidoscope,
John Foxx,
Model 500,
The Music Machine,
Bill Wells,
Morten Harket,
ABC,
Con Funk Shun,
Skaos,
Sixth Finger,
Scott Walker,
Fluxion,
MDC,
The Motions,
Goldenarms,
The Modern Lovers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Silicon Teens,
Joyce Sims,
The Mummies,
The Gladiators,
The Fire Engines,
Audionom,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
48th St. Collective,
Lalann,
Delon & Dalcan,
Isaac Hayes,
Prince Buster,
Bluetip,
The Detroit Cobras,
Matthew Halsall,
JFA,
Whodini,
Amazonics,
Groovy Waters,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Soft Machine,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.