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 United States and from Paris.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Wire to the electroclash 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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All Davy DMX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare 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?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Sonics,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lungfish,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Barclay James Harvest,
Amon Düül II,
Fat Boys,
Mandrill,
Shuggie Otis,
Basic Channel,
Subhumans,
Warsaw,
Arthur Verocai,
Lower 48,
The Gun Club,
Bobby Sherman,
Erasure,
Robert Wyatt,
The Red Krayola,
Crash Course in Science,
Curtis Mayfield,
Camberwell Now,
Dorothy Ashby,
Boredoms,
In Retrospect,
Brothers Johnson,
The Divine Comedy,
Todd Terry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Barracudas,
Essential Logic,
Youth Brigade,
This Heat,
Erykah Badu,
H. Thieme,
Roy Ayers,
Idris Muhammad,
Henry Cow,
JFA,
Robert Görl,
Laurel Aitken,
the Slits,
Mars,
A Certain Ratio,
Faraquet,
Brass Construction,
Lalann,
Mary Jane Girls,
Japan,
Crooked Eye,
Marvin Gaye,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Roxy Music,
Buzzcocks,
The Kinks,
Banda Bassotti,
Bronski Beat,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.