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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Tokyo.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the guitar 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 Mummies to the rap 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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
Tommy Roe,
Interpol,
Absolute Body Control,
Country Teasers,
Pylon,
John Foxx,
Cymande,
X-Ray Spex,
Whodini,
Unrelated Segments,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lebanon Hanover,
Todd Terry,
Marcia Griffiths,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sight & Sound,
Sun Ra,
Todd Rundgren,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Gladiators,
Brothers Johnson,
Mr. Review,
Derrick May,
The Music Machine,
Quando Quango,
Altered Images,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Piero Umiliani,
Minutemen,
The Standells,
Shoche,
Ronnie Foster,
Leonard Cohen,
Barry Ungar,
Funky Four + One,
The Modern Lovers,
Accadde A,
Eric Dolphy,
James White and The Blacks,
Warren Ellis,
Mary Jane Girls,
the Association,
Nirvana,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Gap Band,
Fad Gadget,
the Swans,
Thompson Twins,
The Walker Brothers,
Idris Muhammad,
The United States of America,
Bobby Sherman,
Parry Music,
Althea and Donna,
The New Christs,
Moss Icon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Wolf Eyes,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.