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 Portugal and from Milan.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 chamberlin 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 Ralphi Rosario to the electroclash 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 Slick Rick. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
Camberwell Now,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Mantronix,
Fugazi,
The Divine Comedy,
KRS-One,
The Names,
Minutemen,
John Coltrane,
Ultravox,
Brass Construction,
K-Klass,
Tropical Tobacco,
Mark Hollis,
The Victims,
Godley & Creme,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ronan,
Ossler,
Bobby Sherman,
Grey Daturas,
Ken Boothe,
Minny Pops,
Graham Central Station,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Janne Schatter,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sound Behaviour,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Marine Girls,
Panda Bear,
Suicide,
Gong,
Letta Mbulu,
Animal Collective,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Soul II Soul,
Skaos,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Suburban Knight,
The Velvet Underground,
Joyce Sims,
Lebanon Hanover,
Hot Snakes,
The Pretty Things,
Marcia Griffiths,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Michelle Simonal,
Scan 7,
DJ Sneak,
PIL,
This Heat,
The Moleskins,
Kool Moe Dee,
Joey Negro,
The Buckinghams,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.