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 Turkmenistan and from New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Robert Palmer 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 Trumans Water to the jazz 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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerrie Biddell,
The New Christs,
Minor Threat,
Tommy Roe,
Jandek,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jerry's Kids,
Pere Ubu,
Royal Trux,
Livin' Joy,
Section 25,
Derrick Morgan,
Masters at Work,
Jacques Brel,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Scan 7,
The Young Rascals,
Q65,
H. Thieme,
The Knickerbockers,
The Evens,
Pagans,
Little Man,
Eden Ahbez,
Brothers Johnson,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Music Machine,
Bootsy Collins,
Vladislav Delay,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Morten Harket,
The Kinks,
Metal Thangz,
The Blackbyrds,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Whodini,
Bauhaus,
Spandau Ballet,
Crash Course in Science,
These Immortal Souls,
Agent Orange,
Funky Four + One,
E-Dancer,
Mo-Dettes,
Mark Hollis,
Barclay James Harvest,
John Cale,
Oblivians,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Rakim,
Unrelated Segments,
Index,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Brass Construction,
Godley & Creme,
Rod Modell,
Black Pus,
Gang Green,
Chris & Cosey,
Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan.
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.