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 Palau and from Mexico City.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 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 Duran Duran to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Bobby Hutcherson. All the underground hits.
All Black Bananas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every China Crisis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nico,
Cybotron,
KRS-One,
Grey Daturas,
Stereo Dub,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Echospace,
The Music Machine,
Henry Cow,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Monolake,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pylon,
Buzzcocks,
Robert Görl,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Boredoms,
The Real Kids,
Tom Boy,
Isaac Hayes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Mo-Dettes,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Danielle Patucci,
Ultra Naté,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Davy DMX,
Audionom,
Young Marble Giants,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Smoke,
Robert Wyatt,
Barry Ungar,
Patti Smith,
Moss Icon,
Bill Near,
Sister Nancy,
Gong,
B.T. Express,
Pierre Henry,
Q and Not U,
OOIOO,
Easy Going,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Offenders,
The Searchers,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Monks,
Prince Buster,
Trumans Water,
Tomorrow,
Harry Pussy,
The Martian,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jandek,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lindisfarne,
Pere Ubu,
The Flesh Eaters,
Carl Craig,
Black Moon,
Todd Rundgren,
Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants.
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.