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 Tajikistan and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 Houston and Seoul.
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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Danielle Patucci to the punk 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Prince Buster,
The Human League,
Frankie Knuckles,
Jacques Brel,
10cc,
LL Cool J,
Gichy Dan,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Andrew Hill,
Barbara Tucker,
Q65,
Dennis Brown,
The Zeros,
T. Rex,
Absolute Body Control,
Young Marble Giants,
Mars,
Dual Sessions,
Marmalade,
Interpol,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Mojo Men,
Surgeon,
The Gap Band,
Joy Division,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gerry Rafferty,
the Slits,
Bauhaus,
Wire,
Bronski Beat,
The Smiths,
Panda Bear,
Eli Mardock,
The Vogues,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Cramps,
Sister Nancy,
Radiopuhelimet,
Tubeway Army,
New Age Steppers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Subhumans,
Skaos,
The Tremeloes,
Faraquet,
Banda Bassotti,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lalann,
Matthew Bourne,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
the Soft Cell,
The Motions,
Agitation Free,
Sun City Girls,
Jeff Mills,
Sun Ra,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.