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 Zambia and from Sao Paulo.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Kevin Saunderson to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin 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 synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
Joey Negro,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pantytec,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ponytail,
Delta 5,
Zero Boys,
The Mummies,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Arcadia,
Silicon Teens,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Warsaw,
China Crisis,
Jeff Lynne,
Rod Modell,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bill Wells,
Los Fastidios,
Howard Jones,
This Heat,
Neu!,
John Lydon,
Sarah Menescal,
EPMD,
Spoonie Gee,
Yellowson,
Gastr Del Sol,
Grauzone,
The Last Poets,
Aaron Thompson,
Albert Ayler,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Fall,
Qualms,
Avey Tare,
The Beau Brummels,
Pharoah Sanders,
Josef K,
Roger Hodgson,
Kenny Larkin,
Sex Pistols,
Ice-T,
Minnie Riperton,
Scan 7,
Television,
Ken Boothe,
Thee Headcoats,
The Barracudas,
Model 500,
Dual Sessions,
The Neon Judgement,
Soft Machine,
Lyres,
Country Teasers,
Marvin Gaye,
Hasil Adkins,
Dawn Penn,
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.