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 Iran and from Mumbai.
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 Copenhagen and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 marimba 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 Sex Pistols to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All John Lydon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Michelle Simonal,
Mandrill,
Cymande,
The Standells,
Excepter,
Junior Murvin,
Barclay James Harvest,
Altered Images,
Ludus,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Detroit Cobras,
Severed Heads,
Godley & Creme,
Kayak,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
This Heat,
Barrington Levy,
The Offenders,
Tears for Fears,
Jandek,
Crooked Eye,
Ronan,
Supertramp,
New Order,
Johnny Osbourne,
EPMD,
Althea and Donna,
Quantec,
Tom Boy,
Fela Kuti,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Blues Magoos,
Alice Coltrane,
Babytalk,
Ash Ra Tempel,
FM Einheit,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Second Layer,
10cc,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
June of 44,
Susan Cadogan,
Spandau Ballet,
Marc Almond,
The Toasters,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lakeside,
Essential Logic,
Oblivians,
Popol Vuh,
The Doors,
Dual Sessions,
The Evens,
The Knickerbockers,
New York Dolls,
Wally Richardson,
Aloha Tigers,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.