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 South Africa 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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 rhodes 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 Radio Birdman 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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang of Four 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 linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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?
Isaac Hayes,
Scion,
F. McDonald,
Drexciya,
The Zeros,
Mad Mike,
Bauhaus,
Quadrant,
Average White Band,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Grandmaster Flash,
Cal Tjader,
The Gladiators,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bobby Sherman,
Glambeats Corp.,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Red Krayola,
Tres Demented,
Schoolly D,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Vainqueur,
Index,
Beasts of Bourbon,
KRS-One,
Masters at Work,
MDC,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
48th St. Collective,
In Retrospect,
Arcadia,
Mantronix,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Interpol,
Marmalade,
Scott Walker,
Sun City Girls,
The Smiths,
Mary Jane Girls,
Amon Düül II,
Warren Ellis,
Juan Atkins,
Camberwell Now,
Monolake,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gerry Rafferty,
Oblivians,
Robert Görl,
Piero Umiliani,
Dark Day,
Sun Ra,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Selecter,
Neu!,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Matthew Halsall,
The Doors,
Bootsy Collins,
Wasted Youth,
Crispian St. Peters,
Andrew Hill,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.