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 Greece and from Toronto.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Litter to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Names. All the underground hits.
All Fort Wilson Riot tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Khruangbin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Second Layer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kayak,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Brass Construction,
Heaven 17,
Delon & Dalcan,
Donny Hathaway,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Model 500,
Metal Thangz,
Godley & Creme,
Ten City,
Lakeside,
Patti Smith,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Crime,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Barbara Tucker,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Public Enemy,
Black Bananas,
B.T. Express,
Television,
Agitation Free,
The Cosmic Jokers,
OOIOO,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Dead C,
Oblivians,
Aloha Tigers,
Roger Hodgson,
Sun Ra,
This Heat,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Franke,
Scratch Acid,
UT,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Offenders,
The Invisible,
Rotary Connection,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Cybotron,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Boz Scaggs,
The Fire Engines,
The Birthday Party,
In Retrospect,
Depeche Mode,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Scion,
Matthew Bourne,
Technova,
Gil Scott Heron,
Cluster,
Warren Ellis,
Babytalk,
10cc,
The Standells,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Piero Umiliani,
The Slits,
Bauhaus,
Pole,
Quantec, Quantec, Quantec, Quantec.
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.