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 Palau and from Calgary.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Scrapy to the grime 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 Public Image Ltd.. All the underground hits.
All Jerry Gold Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Barracudas,
the Sonics,
Jesper Dahlback,
K-Klass,
The Techniques,
Minutemen,
UT,
Hasil Adkins,
Harmonia,
Fluxion,
The Remains,
Schoolly D,
Smog,
The Dave Clark Five,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Birthday Party,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lebanon Hanover,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Janne Schatter,
Franke,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Darondo,
Ultimate Spinach,
Andrew Hill,
Ultra Naté,
Slick Rick,
Roxette,
Qualms,
Scientists,
Flamin' Groovies,
Soulsonic Force,
Infiniti,
Vladislav Delay,
Agitation Free,
Groovy Waters,
Patti Smith,
Absolute Body Control,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kas Product,
Mandrill,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Roy Ayers,
Sam Rivers,
The Monks,
The Divine Comedy,
The Blues Magoos,
Shoche,
The Fortunes,
Dennis Brown,
Frankie Knuckles,
Duran Duran,
Throbbing Gristle,
Slave,
E-Dancer,
kango's stein massive,
Archie Shepp,
Stereo Dub,
Rhythm & Sound,
John Coltrane,
Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag.
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.