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 Luxembourg 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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim to the electroclash 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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Das Ding 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hot Snakes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doors,
The Saints,
Alison Limerick,
Josef K,
Peter & Gordon,
JFA,
Intrusion,
The Doobie Brothers,
Second Layer,
Al Stewart,
Bobby Sherman,
Model 500,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Dave Clark Five,
T. Rex,
Amon Düül,
Reuben Wilson,
Gil Scott Heron,
Qualms,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Shoche,
Bizarre Inc.,
Donny Hathaway,
Jeru the Damaja,
Interpol,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Names,
Aswad,
Arthur Verocai,
MDC,
The Techniques,
The Trojans,
Prince Buster,
Derrick May,
Essential Logic,
Robert Wyatt,
Kaleidoscope,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bluetip,
John Holt,
Stockholm Monsters,
Tomorrow,
Joensuu 1685,
Animal Collective,
U.S. Maple,
Yellowson,
Aaron Thompson,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Eddi Front,
The Smiths,
The Martian,
Lebanon Hanover,
Schoolly D,
Japan,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Cure,
Nils Olav,
Smog,
Faust,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.