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 Chile and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Rakim to the disco 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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Massinfluence,
Funky Four + One,
Aural Exciters,
Arab on Radar,
Amon Düül,
Brand Nubian,
Quantec,
Bang On A Can,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Toni Rubio,
Nirvana,
The Electric Prunes,
Reagan Youth,
Al Stewart,
Dark Day,
Archie Shepp,
Barrington Levy,
Anakelly,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Buckinghams,
Alton Ellis,
Judy Mowatt,
Public Enemy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Move,
Blake Baxter,
Brick,
The Busters,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Danielle Patucci,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Iggy Pop,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sarah Menescal,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Grauzone,
Cluster,
Dual Sessions,
R.M.O.,
The Walker Brothers,
Mr. Review,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Red Krayola,
Robert Görl,
Yusef Lateef,
Joy Division,
Ludus,
Brothers Johnson,
Wolf Eyes,
The J.B.'s,
Lou Reed,
The Cure,
Scott Walker,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Associates,
The Leaves,
The Sound,
Eurythmics,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
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.