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 Malta and from Philadelphia.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Leaves to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Matthew Bourne. All the underground hits.
All Ultimate Spinach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Wyatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
OOIOO,
Suicide,
The Fall,
The Smiths,
Warren Ellis,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sun Ra,
Blossom Toes,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Basic Channel,
The Modern Lovers,
Public Enemy,
Soul Sonic Force,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Gun Club,
Junior Murvin,
Groovy Waters,
Wally Richardson,
Deakin,
kango's stein massive,
Howard Jones,
The Residents,
The Angels of Light,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Flamin' Groovies,
T. Rex,
Yaz,
The Beau Brummels,
Adolescents,
Motorama,
Japan,
Ituana,
Trumans Water,
Massinfluence,
Bootsy Collins,
R.M.O.,
The Kinks,
U.S. Maple,
Das Ding,
Ornette Coleman,
Camouflage,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lyres,
The Gories,
Audionom,
June of 44,
London Community Gospel Choir,
This Heat,
Dark Day,
Eve St. Jones,
B.T. Express,
Sonic Youth,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
UT,
Sparks,
Mad Mike,
Reagan Youth,
Kayak,
Severed Heads,
New Age Steppers,
Visage,
Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo.
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.