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 Angola and from Bologna.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Black Flag to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Slick Rick. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Vainqueur,
Sparks,
James White and The Blacks,
The Invisible,
New Age Steppers,
Piero Umiliani,
Sugar Minott,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Organ,
Guru Guru,
Chris Corsano,
The Mummies,
Yellowson,
Unrelated Segments,
Black Moon,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Dirtbombs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Radio Birdman,
Slave,
Hot Snakes,
Ossler,
R.M.O.,
Wasted Youth,
The United States of America,
Marmalade,
Robert Hood,
Marshall Jefferson,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Audionom,
Tim Buckley,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Graham Central Station,
Fela Kuti,
Minnie Riperton,
Rapeman,
Lungfish,
Amazonics,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lucky Dragons,
Camberwell Now,
World's Most,
Interpol,
Matthew Bourne,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
ABBA,
Tubeway Army,
Popol Vuh,
Tomorrow,
The Gories,
John Holt,
Drexciya,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Clear Light,
Amon Düül II,
Youth Brigade,
Jeru the Damaja,
Reuben Wilson,
Crash Course in Science,
Michelle Simonal,
Funky Four + One,
Althea and Donna,
Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.
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.