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 Finland and from Johannesburg.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Walker Brothers to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tom Boy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & Metallica 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?
Basic Channel,
Matthew Halsall,
Black Flag,
Vladislav Delay,
The Techniques,
Bluetip,
T. Rex,
U.S. Maple,
The Fall,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Mad Mike,
The Sonics,
The Blackbyrds,
Faust,
John Coltrane,
Scrapy,
Echospace,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Invisible,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
EPMD,
Robert Wyatt,
June Days,
Michelle Simonal,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Maleditus Sound,
Ronan,
The Slits,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Wake,
Don Cherry,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Alarm Clocks,
Monks,
The Shadows of Knight,
Accadde A,
Ten City,
The Beau Brummels,
Eve St. Jones,
Q65,
Intrusion,
X-102,
Gichy Dan,
Alton Ellis,
Nick Fraelich,
Nils Olav,
The Star Department,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kool Moe Dee,
ABC,
Grauzone,
Hot Snakes,
In Retrospect,
The Residents,
Janne Schatter,
David Axelrod,
Sonic Youth,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Durutti Column,
Marmalade, Marmalade, Marmalade, Marmalade.
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.