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 Japan and from Glasgow.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Peter and Kerry to the dance 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 the Normal. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultramagnetic MC's 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oneida record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Nirvana,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Mummies,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Shuggie Otis,
Livin' Joy,
Susan Cadogan,
Avey Tare,
Unrelated Segments,
Lou Reed,
Soft Machine,
Dennis Brown,
Accadde A,
Dorothy Ashby,
Tomorrow,
Gregory Isaacs,
Magma,
The Human League,
Sam Rivers,
Brick,
Traffic Nightmare,
Aswad,
X-102,
OOIOO,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gang Green,
Metal Thangz,
Maleditus Sound,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Black Flag,
The Residents,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Dual Sessions,
The Selecter,
Mr. Review,
Throbbing Gristle,
Wasted Youth,
David Bowie,
Moss Icon,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Siglo XX,
Harry Pussy,
Godley & Creme,
Soulsonic Force,
The Count Five,
Model 500,
the Sonics,
Monolake,
kango's stein massive,
MDC,
Skriet,
Ossler,
Eurythmics,
The Flesh Eaters,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kas Product,
Buzzcocks,
Ken Boothe,
Erykah Badu,
Marmalade,
Bronski Beat,
X-Ray Spex,
Grey Daturas,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.