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 Libya and from Tehran.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lagos.
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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Don Cherry to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minnie Riperton,
Stiv Bators,
Grandmaster Flash,
Y Pants,
Max Romeo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
K-Klass,
Ohio Players,
New Age Steppers,
The Index,
The Young Rascals,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Skarface,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Niagra,
Chrome,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sun Ra,
Marvin Gaye,
The Gap Band,
Black Flag,
Ten City,
Lightning Bolt,
Marine Girls,
Deepchord,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lakeside,
Donald Byrd,
Brass Construction,
David Bowie,
Sugar Minott,
Gastr Del Sol,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lyres,
Mantronix,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Visage,
Drive Like Jehu,
Hashim,
Nirvana,
Agent Orange,
The Residents,
Massinfluence,
Kurtis Blow,
Leonard Cohen,
Mark Hollis,
Quantec,
Simply Red,
Laurel Aitken,
Glambeats Corp.,
Eurythmics,
Soft Cell,
The Flesh Eaters,
Piero Umiliani,
Alice Coltrane,
World's Most,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Dave Gahan,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Vladislav Delay,
Jandek,
Popol Vuh,
Amon Düül,
Lalo Schifrin,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.