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 Hungary and from Salvador.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Peter and Kerry to the punk 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 The Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Ash Ra Tempel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Second Layer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Hill,
Isaac Hayes,
Soft Machine,
Lalann,
Vladislav Delay,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Warren Ellis,
The Kinks,
Harry Pussy,
Moss Icon,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Cure,
The Victims,
Chris Corsano,
Monolake,
Essential Logic,
Masters at Work,
Byron Stingily,
Lebanon Hanover,
Barry Ungar,
Rotary Connection,
The Red Krayola,
Judy Mowatt,
Metal Thangz,
Sam Rivers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Thompson Twins,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Young Rascals,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sällskapet,
Neu!,
James White and The Blacks,
Radiopuhelimet,
Donald Byrd,
Glenn Branca,
Aaron Thompson,
Tres Demented,
New York Dolls,
The United States of America,
Ornette Coleman,
Joey Negro,
Fort Wilson Riot,
10cc,
Tomorrow,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Brothers Johnson,
Black Flag,
Vainqueur,
The Fortunes,
Nick Fraelich,
DNA,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bill Near,
Amon Düül,
Rufus Thomas,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.