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 Cape Verde and from Bremen.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Sao Paulo.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 Althea and Donna to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Five Americans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cheater Slicks,
Average White Band,
Sam Rivers,
The Wake,
Harmonia,
Pantytec,
Reuben Wilson,
Chris & Cosey,
The Move,
B.T. Express,
OOIOO,
China Crisis,
Peter and Kerry,
Skaos,
Zero Boys,
Thee Headcoats,
Unwound,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ituana,
The Trojans,
Slave,
Yaz,
Crime,
Soulsonic Force,
Duran Duran,
The Gap Band,
June Days,
Jacob Miller,
Cameo,
Wings,
Toni Rubio,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Pretty Things,
The Misunderstood,
Soft Machine,
Eric Copeland,
The Seeds,
Chrome,
Desert Stars,
Outsiders,
Erasure,
Pantaleimon,
Boz Scaggs,
Quantec,
Faraquet,
Amon Düül II,
The Associates,
Ice-T,
The Music Machine,
Franke,
Gichy Dan,
The Names,
Lucky Dragons,
Sällskapet,
The Red Krayola,
Todd Terry,
Cybotron,
Infiniti,
Gong,
This Heat,
Drive Like Jehu,
Matthew Halsall,
Whodini, Whodini, Whodini, Whodini.
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.