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 New Zealand and from Accra.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the guitar 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 Infiniti to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All Anthony Braxton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The New Christs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
Yellowson,
Make Up,
Simply Red,
Joyce Sims,
FM Einheit,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Andrew Hill,
Talk Talk,
Jimmy McGriff,
Avey Tare,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Mars,
Heaven 17,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Electric Light Orchestra,
T. Rex,
Echospace,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kool Moe Dee,
Deepchord,
The Busters,
Idris Muhammad,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Crispian St. Peters,
Boredoms,
the Normal,
The Dirtbombs,
Charles Mingus,
Desert Stars,
The Divine Comedy,
Sixth Finger,
Lyres,
The Residents,
Gabor Szabo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
JFA,
Derrick May,
Kayak,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sam Rivers,
Steve Hackett,
Fluxion,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lightning Bolt,
The Misunderstood,
H. Thieme,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Black Bananas,
Popol Vuh,
Kurtis Blow,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
June Days, June Days, June Days, June Days.
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.