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 India and from Glasgow.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Procol Harum to the grime 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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Names record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Television Personalities,
The Sound,
Radio Birdman,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Procol Harum,
Dennis Brown,
Funky Four + One,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Fugs,
In Retrospect,
B.T. Express,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ice-T,
Electric Prunes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Alphaville,
Blake Baxter,
Harry Pussy,
The Gun Club,
Al Stewart,
Oblivians,
Mission of Burma,
F. McDonald,
The New Christs,
Blossom Toes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Prince Buster,
The Motions,
Minnie Riperton,
Cybotron,
Morten Harket,
Marcia Griffiths,
Japan,
Fatback Band,
Robert Hood,
Scrapy,
Public Image Ltd.,
Roger Hodgson,
Stetsasonic,
New York Dolls,
The Electric Prunes,
Rotary Connection,
cv313,
Pantaleimon,
Letta Mbulu,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Max Romeo,
Boredoms,
Jeru the Damaja,
Brick,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Talk Talk,
Andrew Hill,
A Certain Ratio,
Minutemen,
Qualms,
Flipper, Flipper, Flipper, Flipper.
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.