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 Kiribati and from Edmonton.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Slits to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 PIL. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dirtbombs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Jimmy McGriff,
Deepchord,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Seeds,
Terry Callier,
Sam Rivers,
Excepter,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Trojans,
DJ Style,
Sister Nancy,
Arab on Radar,
The Barracudas,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sparks,
The Durutti Column,
Spoonie Gee,
Harpers Bizarre,
D'Angelo,
Robert Hood,
Altered Images,
Don Cherry,
Royal Trux,
Heaven 17,
The Count Five,
Mars,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Monochrome Set,
Television,
Lou Reed,
Marc Almond,
Groovy Waters,
The Last Poets,
Juan Atkins,
Con Funk Shun,
The Evens,
Banda Bassotti,
Bill Wells,
Brothers Johnson,
Cybotron,
the Sonics,
Index,
Interpol,
Gang of Four,
Sun Ra,
Sight & Sound,
Slick Rick,
Al Stewart,
Blossom Toes,
The Wake,
Model 500,
The Techniques,
Charles Mingus,
Iggy Pop,
The Move,
Japan,
The Velvet Underground,
Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock.
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.