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 Ethiopia and from Tokyo.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Copenhagen.
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 theremin 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 Alton Ellis to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Traffic Nightmare 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Iggy Pop record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rakim,
Jandek,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Residents,
Jawbox,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Easy Going,
Index,
Pagans,
Johnny Clarke,
Robert Wyatt,
The Fugs,
This Heat,
Dead Boys,
F. McDonald,
MC5,
Television Personalities,
Derrick May,
Nico,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Arcadia,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
World's Most,
Public Enemy,
Terrestrial Tones,
Supertramp,
Tommy Roe,
Brand Nubian,
Zero Boys,
Sparks,
Au Pairs,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Quando Quango,
Scan 7,
Agitation Free,
Swell Maps,
Joyce Sims,
The Dirtbombs,
Janne Schatter,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ken Boothe,
Eli Mardock,
China Crisis,
Sex Pistols,
Soulsonic Force,
The Slits,
Skriet,
Lungfish,
Oblivians,
Chris & Cosey,
PIL,
The Blackbyrds,
Soul II Soul,
Ohio Players,
Stiv Bators,
Kevin Saunderson,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama.
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.