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 Turkmenistan and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Tomorrow to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Hill,
Lungfish,
The Motions,
Soul Sonic Force,
This Heat,
Isaac Hayes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Derrick May,
Dead Boys,
Curtis Mayfield,
Theoretical Girls,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Drive Like Jehu,
The New Christs,
Bill Near,
Joyce Sims,
Suicide,
Bootsy Collins,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Smog,
Robert Wyatt,
Jandek,
Marvin Gaye,
Chrome,
Eli Mardock,
Albert Ayler,
Cluster,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Tom Boy,
Audionom,
JFA,
The Human League,
Donald Byrd,
Mandrill,
The Evens,
Sound Behaviour,
Niagra,
The Monochrome Set,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Johnny Osbourne,
Joey Negro,
Michelle Simonal,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Inner City,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Essential Logic,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Organ,
Black Bananas,
Pylon,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ultravox,
the Fania All-Stars,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Kenny Larkin,
Rekid,
Procol Harum,
New Order,
Quantec,
Camberwell Now,
David Axelrod,
Absolute Body Control,
Urselle, Urselle, Urselle, Urselle.
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.