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 Kyrgyzstan and from Johannesburg.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 sitar 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 Neu! to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Model 500. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slick Rick,
Massinfluence,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Cramps,
Little Man,
Vladislav Delay,
Gong,
Sam Rivers,
Banda Bassotti,
The Trojans,
Rekid,
Livin' Joy,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
FM Einheit,
Marmalade,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Busters,
Scientists,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Symarip,
The Monochrome Set,
H. Thieme,
Trumans Water,
Camouflage,
Parry Music,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ice-T,
Pylon,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jerry's Kids,
The United States of America,
Eve St. Jones,
The Index,
Suburban Knight,
The Names,
The Blackbyrds,
Angry Samoans,
Hardrive,
Amon Düül II,
Brick,
Adolescents,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Donald Byrd,
Pole,
Pharoah Sanders,
Model 500,
Frankie Knuckles,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Beau Brummels,
Freddie Wadling,
Blake Baxter,
China Crisis,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Roy Ayers,
Wolf Eyes,
Cybotron,
Make Up,
Sun Ra,
10cc,
Second Layer,
The Misunderstood,
Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe.
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.