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 Korea South and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 arpeggiator 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo to the grunge 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 Tropical Tobacco. All the underground hits.
All Charles Mingus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every B.T. Express 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Buzzcocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Fatback Band,
Isaac Hayes,
Davy DMX,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Motions,
Barrington Levy,
Vainqueur,
Barclay James Harvest,
Severed Heads,
Sun Ra,
Chris Corsano,
Von Mondo,
the Swans,
Sound Behaviour,
Drexciya,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Fall,
Arab on Radar,
Lou Reed,
Inner City,
Hardrive,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Public Enemy,
Zapp,
Lou Christie,
Eli Mardock,
Alphaville,
Blake Baxter,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Delta 5,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Misunderstood,
Stetsasonic,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Cabaret Voltaire,
La Düsseldorf,
Pole,
Soft Cell,
The Electric Prunes,
The Skatalites,
Masters at Work,
Yazoo,
Marvin Gaye,
Junior Murvin,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Joyce Sims,
Interpol,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Con Funk Shun,
Television,
L. Decosne,
David Bowie,
Absolute Body Control,
The Index,
Guru Guru,
DJ Style,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jimmy McGriff,
Eurythmics,
CMW,
Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.
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.