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 Uganda 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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the organ 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 MC5 to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Scientists. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gun Club record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
Slick Rick,
Johnny Clarke,
The Young Rascals,
This Heat,
Sonic Youth,
The Happenings,
David Bowie,
R.M.O.,
Kerrie Biddell,
Tommy Roe,
Lucky Dragons,
Oneida,
Camberwell Now,
Hardrive,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Amazonics,
Buzzcocks,
Barclay James Harvest,
Desert Stars,
Kerri Chandler,
The Walker Brothers,
Masters at Work,
A Certain Ratio,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Magazine,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Hasil Adkins,
Rakim,
Smog,
Scott Walker,
Ludus,
Ossler,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Model 500,
The Neon Judgement,
Connie Case,
The Associates,
the Germs,
Lindisfarne,
Cybotron,
Crime,
Deakin,
Al Stewart,
Sarah Menescal,
The Leaves,
Alphaville,
Quadrant,
Curtis Mayfield,
Danielle Patucci,
Roger Hodgson,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Tears for Fears,
Spoonie Gee,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lyres,
The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders.
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.