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 Turkey and from Milan.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Gang of Four to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane 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 spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Star Department record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
Fugazi,
Basic Channel,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kurtis Blow,
Rakim,
Cecil Taylor,
Country Teasers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Vainqueur,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Frankie Knuckles,
Wally Richardson,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Hasil Adkins,
Don Cherry,
Crime,
Can,
Minor Threat,
Grauzone,
Derrick May,
Sonic Youth,
Dark Day,
Nick Fraelich,
Parry Music,
Man Eating Sloth,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Boredoms,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Fortunes,
Amon Düül,
the Germs,
Second Layer,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Evens,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joey Negro,
Lalo Schifrin,
Urselle,
Aswad,
Black Pus,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Crash Course in Science,
Susan Cadogan,
Mission of Burma,
Sister Nancy,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Electric Prunes,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Nils Olav,
Guru Guru,
Severed Heads,
U.S. Maple,
Section 25,
The Walker Brothers,
Bluetip,
Swell Maps,
F. McDonald,
Barclay James Harvest,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.