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 Angola and from London.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
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 Gastr Del Sol to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Scratch Acid. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kango’s Stein Massive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mummies,
Massinfluence,
Cal Tjader,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Remains,
Aural Exciters,
Isaac Hayes,
Pylon,
The Doobie Brothers,
Intrusion,
These Immortal Souls,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Invisible,
The Pop Group,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Nico,
The Golliwogs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Fifty Foot Hose,
John Cale,
Metal Thangz,
Bluetip,
Fatback Band,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
the Slits,
Radiohead,
Todd Terry,
Black Bananas,
Anthony Braxton,
Joy Division,
Colin Newman,
Bob Dylan,
Faust,
The Mojo Men,
Jerry's Kids,
The Electric Prunes,
Supertramp,
T.S.O.L.,
The Blues Magoos,
Young Marble Giants,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Crash Course in Science,
Alice Coltrane,
Delta 5,
Nils Olav,
Chrome,
Zapp,
Sister Nancy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Stiv Bators,
Ice-T,
Slave,
Stetsasonic,
Frankie Knuckles,
H. Thieme,
Howard Jones,
Second Layer,
Pantytec,
Amon Düül,
LL Cool J,
Y Pants,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.