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 United Kingdom 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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Qualms to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Smog. All the underground hits.
All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slackers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glenn Branca record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tomorrow,
The Moleskins,
Terrestrial Tones,
Desert Stars,
Janne Schatter,
Severed Heads,
Mantronix,
Alice Coltrane,
The Selecter,
Q65,
Don Cherry,
Pulsallama,
Flipper,
Jawbox,
Country Joe & The Fish,
UT,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Glenn Branca,
Ten City,
Neu!,
Kas Product,
Animal Collective,
Fela Kuti,
Colin Newman,
The Standells,
Gastr Del Sol,
Dave Gahan,
Rufus Thomas,
Eli Mardock,
Patti Smith,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ronnie Foster,
Anthony Braxton,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Knickerbockers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Toasters,
Stockholm Monsters,
Mad Mike,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Fall,
Bob Dylan,
Zapp,
Erykah Badu,
Todd Rundgren,
Minutemen,
Ponytail,
Circle Jerks,
The Gun Club,
Steve Hackett,
The Tremeloes,
Warsaw,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lalann,
Can,
Arab on Radar,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Section 25,
Spandau Ballet,
Pagans,
Sight & Sound,
The Count Five,
Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell.
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.