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 Ireland and from Calgary.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Holger Czukay 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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band 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 Throbbing Gristle. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lafayette Afro Rock Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
Gang Starr,
Donald Byrd,
Fela Kuti,
Glenn Branca,
John Foxx,
The Stooges,
Alice Coltrane,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Crash Course in Science,
Judy Mowatt,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Michelle Simonal,
Zero Boys,
Altered Images,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
F. McDonald,
David Axelrod,
Lungfish,
Adolescents,
Little Man,
MDC,
James Chance & The Contortions,
the Swans,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Accadde A,
The Dirtbombs,
Oblivians,
Morten Harket,
Gong,
The Tremeloes,
Kerri Chandler,
Talk Talk,
Donny Hathaway,
Marine Girls,
Deadbeat,
Eli Mardock,
Parry Music,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sound Behaviour,
Country Teasers,
Danielle Patucci,
The Raincoats,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Walker Brothers,
Eve St. Jones,
Camouflage,
Dual Sessions,
LL Cool J,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Sonics,
Todd Terry,
Supertramp,
Dennis Brown,
The Evens,
Pussy Galore,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kas Product,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kurtis Blow,
Lee Hazlewood,
Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads.
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.