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 Uzbekistan and from Woodstock.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Flash Fearless to the grunge 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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Cabaret Voltaire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet 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 Five Americans,
These Immortal Souls,
Can,
Banda Bassotti,
Dennis Brown,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Fire Engines,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gastr Del Sol,
Television Personalities,
Nico,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Stereo Dub,
The Invisible,
Nils Olav,
John Foxx,
10cc,
John Cale,
Motorama,
Ludus,
The Offenders,
Terry Callier,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
A Certain Ratio,
Blake Baxter,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Standells,
Graham Central Station,
Interpol,
The Durutti Column,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sam Rivers,
Lebanon Hanover,
Skriet,
Kayak,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Trojans,
kango's stein massive,
Bill Wells,
Bobby Byrd,
Gichy Dan,
Fela Kuti,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bobby Sherman,
Reagan Youth,
Black Flag,
Bill Near,
The Motions,
Radiohead,
Aswad,
Barclay James Harvest,
Skaos,
New Age Steppers,
Camouflage,
The Buckinghams,
Massinfluence,
Flash Fearless,
Jerry's Kids,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Blues Magoos,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Harpers Bizarre,
8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy.
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.