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 Luxembourg and from Shanghai.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Associates to the jazz 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 The American Breed. All the underground hits.
All Minny Pops tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Christie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ken Boothe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nik Kershaw,
Interpol,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Von Mondo,
Connie Case,
Nils Olav,
Scott Walker,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Rites of Spring,
Skarface,
Supertramp,
Accadde A,
Rhythm & Sound,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Con Funk Shun,
Neu!,
Godley & Creme,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Blake Baxter,
H. Thieme,
Susan Cadogan,
Kerri Chandler,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Archie Shepp,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Reagan Youth,
Lightning Bolt,
Arthur Verocai,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sonic Youth,
The Martian,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Star Department,
UT,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bronski Beat,
Fatback Band,
Joe Finger,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sister Nancy,
The Divine Comedy,
Howard Jones,
Rod Modell,
The Moleskins,
Porter Ricks,
Malaria!,
Massinfluence,
Surgeon,
John Holt,
Wasted Youth,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ten City,
the Slits,
Au Pairs,
The Golliwogs,
The Victims,
Radiohead,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.