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 Mongolia and from Copenhagen.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Dorothy Ashby to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lightning Bolt. All the underground hits.
All Blossom Toes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Qualms,
Babytalk,
Amon Düül,
Schoolly D,
Cluster,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sparks,
Lalann,
Quando Quango,
Roxette,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Drive Like Jehu,
the Germs,
Quadrant,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Soft Cell,
Little Man,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Agent Orange,
Iggy Pop,
The Saints,
Monks,
Wire,
Section 25,
Cheater Slicks,
Q and Not U,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
David McCallum,
Bronski Beat,
Colin Newman,
The Motions,
Rotary Connection,
Jimmy McGriff,
ABBA,
Sister Nancy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Gories,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Reagan Youth,
Mars,
Black Moon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Idris Muhammad,
Anthony Braxton,
The Litter,
Mandrill,
The Moleskins,
the Association,
The Associates,
Hoover,
The Shadows of Knight,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Mark Hollis,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Junior Murvin,
Deadbeat,
John Foxx,
Public Enemy,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.