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 Somalia and from Mexico City.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 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 Suicide to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Letta Mbulu. All the underground hits.
All the Bar-Kays tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Saints 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fort Wilson Riot,
Chrome,
The Zeros,
Sight & Sound,
Nirvana,
Television,
The Cramps,
The Toasters,
Tears for Fears,
The Detroit Cobras,
Infiniti,
Todd Rundgren,
Royal Trux,
Mantronix,
Bobby Byrd,
Rites of Spring,
Ossler,
Vladislav Delay,
Nas,
Ituana,
The Stooges,
Toni Rubio,
Cluster,
The Birthday Party,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Joe Finger,
Public Enemy,
Suburban Knight,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Yellowson,
ABBA,
Joe Smooth,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Popol Vuh,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Barracudas,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Cameo,
The New Christs,
The Vogues,
Alison Limerick,
John Lydon,
Parry Music,
Delon & Dalcan,
Isaac Hayes,
The Skatalites,
Massinfluence,
Talk Talk,
U.S. Maple,
X-Ray Spex,
The Litter,
the Normal,
Liliput,
Kayak,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Smog,
UT,
MDC,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Y Pants,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.