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 Andorra 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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Donald Fagen 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 Laurel Aitken to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skarface 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Throbbing Gristle,
Supertramp,
Mo-Dettes,
Rhythm & Sound,
Erykah Badu,
Idris Muhammad,
The Zeros,
Rotary Connection,
R.M.O.,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Fifty Foot Hose,
FM Einheit,
The Music Machine,
Model 500,
Gang Starr,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sixth Finger,
Rites of Spring,
Johnny Osbourne,
Eve St. Jones,
The Dirtbombs,
Flipper,
Stockholm Monsters,
Faust,
Derrick Morgan,
The Fugs,
The Raincoats,
The Monochrome Set,
X-102,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sun City Girls,
Magazine,
Alison Limerick,
Lucky Dragons,
Hashim,
Little Man,
Rosa Yemen,
Skaos,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Deepchord,
Todd Terry,
The Alarm Clocks,
Blancmange,
Country Teasers,
Pagans,
Radiopuhelimet,
Traffic Nightmare,
Royal Trux,
Babytalk,
Aaron Thompson,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kenny Larkin,
Lou Reed,
Intrusion,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Barbara Tucker,
K-Klass,
Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell.
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.