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 Lithuania 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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Das Ding to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Fall. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy's Rubber Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Juan Atkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Fall,
Davy DMX,
Scan 7,
Bluetip,
Newcleus,
The Leaves,
Agitation Free,
The Selecter,
The Smiths,
Maleditus Sound,
Slick Rick,
Public Image Ltd.,
Roxette,
the Human League,
Pharoah Sanders,
Quantec,
The Dirtbombs,
Au Pairs,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
A Flock of Seagulls,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lucky Dragons,
Aaron Thompson,
Chrome,
Marc Almond,
Radiohead,
Girls At Our Best!,
Unwound,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Dual Sessions,
Chris & Cosey,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Suburban Knight,
Das Ding,
The Standells,
Junior Murvin,
China Crisis,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Television Personalities,
Al Stewart,
The Doors,
Vladislav Delay,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Joy Division,
Rosa Yemen,
Monks,
Joe Finger,
Flash Fearless,
Pere Ubu,
Subhumans,
Cybotron,
The Durutti Column,
The Shadows of Knight,
Goldenarms,
Robert Wyatt,
Marmalade,
Yellowson,
Byron Stingily,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.