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 Ukraine and from Cairo.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Babytalk to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Supertramp. All the underground hits.
All Brothers Johnson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ajijia Myrayebe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Gang Dance,
The Angels of Light,
Clear Light,
PIL,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bauhaus,
JFA,
Japan,
Ultimate Spinach,
Fluxion,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Circle Jerks,
Jandek,
Arthur Verocai,
Zapp,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Smiths,
Josef K,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Khruangbin,
David Bowie,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The New Christs,
Peter and Kerry,
Matthew Bourne,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Glenn Branca,
Saccharine Trust,
The Young Rascals,
Accadde A,
Cybotron,
Henry Cow,
Sonny Sharrock,
Q and Not U,
Wire,
Anakelly,
Rufus Thomas,
Big Daddy Kane,
Morten Harket,
Erykah Badu,
Lalo Schifrin,
the Soft Cell,
Camberwell Now,
Eric Dolphy,
DNA,
Terry Callier,
Marmalade,
Neil Young,
New Age Steppers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Newcleus,
Dawn Penn,
Minny Pops,
Lou Reed,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rotary Connection,
The Divine Comedy,
Don Cherry,
Avey Tare,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.