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 Netherlands and from Mumbai.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 oboe 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 Country Teasers to the techno 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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magazine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yellowson,
The New Christs,
Idris Muhammad,
Pussy Galore,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Durutti Column,
The Raincoats,
Los Fastidios,
Excepter,
Albert Ayler,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lungfish,
Siglo XX,
R.M.O.,
Lyres,
Tres Demented,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Stockholm Monsters,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Andrew Hill,
A Certain Ratio,
Parry Music,
The Fire Engines,
Hot Snakes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Isaac Hayes,
Thee Headcoats,
The Dave Clark Five,
Jandek,
Kurtis Blow,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Curtis Mayfield,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Black Sheep,
Clear Light,
Essential Logic,
The Invisible,
Rufus Thomas,
Grauzone,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
John Lydon,
Mantronix,
Smog,
Sixth Finger,
Bill Near,
The Standells,
Robert Hood,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Human League,
Yusef Lateef,
Pet Shop Boys,
Soul Sonic Force,
Tom Boy,
Sonic Youth,
The Fuzztones,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Nas,
Marcia Griffiths,
David McCallum,
Ash Ra Tempel,
John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx.
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.