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 Peru and from Houston.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Smog to the disco 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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Big Daddy Kane 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harry Pussy,
Japan,
Television Personalities,
Pulsallama,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Martian,
Derrick Morgan,
Gichy Dan,
Pharoah Sanders,
Donny Hathaway,
New Order,
Scrapy,
The Smiths,
Ponytail,
Marine Girls,
Ultravox,
Max Romeo,
Fatback Band,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ken Boothe,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Mad Mike,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
In Retrospect,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Music Machine,
Anthony Braxton,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
the Soft Cell,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
LL Cool J,
Cluster,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Icehouse,
Wings,
Public Enemy,
The Cowsills,
The Birthday Party,
Sugar Minott,
Dual Sessions,
Scion,
Wally Richardson,
Clear Light,
Sight & Sound,
Dawn Penn,
The Raincoats,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Brothers Johnson,
Basic Channel,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Janne Schatter,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sex Pistols,
Black Pus,
The Kinks,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Agent Orange,
Yaz,
The Moleskins,
Soulsonic Force,
K-Klass,
Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig.
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.