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 Gambia and from Columbus.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the oboe 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Blues Magoos. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reuben Wilson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a PIL record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Sheep,
Das Ding,
Hashim,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Au Pairs,
The Happenings,
Little Man,
Derrick May,
Easy Going,
Barclay James Harvest,
Franke,
Bobby Sherman,
The Angels of Light,
Ronan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Star Department,
Charles Mingus,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lalann,
A Certain Ratio,
MC5,
Amon Düül II,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Mantronix,
Al Stewart,
Don Cherry,
The Wake,
Juan Atkins,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Nik Kershaw,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Essential Logic,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Wings,
Kas Product,
Index,
Gang Starr,
Gang of Four,
Bootsy Collins,
Pierre Henry,
Cheater Slicks,
Nas,
Sonny Sharrock,
Supertramp,
DNA,
Alton Ellis,
Sister Nancy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Outsiders,
The Smoke,
The Cure,
Tim Buckley,
London Community Gospel Choir,
F. McDonald,
Laurel Aitken,
Kevin Saunderson,
Massinfluence,
Echospace,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.