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 Tunisia and from Lagos.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Mr. Review. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erykah Badu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum 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 synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aural Exciters,
Gang Green,
Kerri Chandler,
Jacob Miller,
Amazonics,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Gastr Del Sol,
UT,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ponytail,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Delon & Dalcan,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Tremeloes,
Panda Bear,
Magazine,
Lee Hazlewood,
Eli Mardock,
Eddi Front,
Spandau Ballet,
Bizarre Inc.,
Drexciya,
Bootsy Collins,
Dennis Brown,
Laurel Aitken,
Robert Hood,
Darondo,
Kurtis Blow,
Roger Hodgson,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Shadows of Knight,
Pulsallama,
Toni Rubio,
World's Most,
Lightning Bolt,
Youth Brigade,
Rufus Thomas,
Hashim,
The Durutti Column,
Average White Band,
F. McDonald,
Matthew Halsall,
Camberwell Now,
Marshall Jefferson,
Angry Samoans,
One Last Wish,
Zapp,
The Gories,
Todd Terry,
Rod Modell,
Aswad,
Hot Snakes,
Sarah Menescal,
The Human League,
Gang of Four,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.