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 Costa Rica and from Taipei.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Funkadelic to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Certain Ratio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pretty Things record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Juan Atkins,
The J.B.'s,
The Golliwogs,
Quando Quango,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Grey Daturas,
The Young Rascals,
Joe Smooth,
Chris & Cosey,
Pere Ubu,
Nation of Ulysses,
Jacques Brel,
Radiohead,
The Toasters,
Scrapy,
The Stooges,
The Gap Band,
Toni Rubio,
Public Image Ltd.,
Livin' Joy,
The Leaves,
Icehouse,
Sonic Youth,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Heaven 17,
MC5,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Joy Division,
Camouflage,
Nik Kershaw,
Panda Bear,
Symarip,
Roxette,
U.S. Maple,
Arcadia,
Jimmy McGriff,
Moby Grape,
Sixth Finger,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Grauzone,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Scratch Acid,
Sam Rivers,
Scion,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kayak,
Masters at Work,
Ossler,
Wally Richardson,
Organ,
Little Man,
The Seeds,
Pharoah Sanders,
a-ha,
John Lydon,
The Doors,
Flash Fearless,
PIL,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Remains, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains.
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.