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 Sweden and from Stockholm.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sonic Youth to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Gang Green tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Birthday Party record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Barbara Tucker,
New Order,
Connie Case,
Bad Manners,
Letta Mbulu,
Tim Buckley,
B.T. Express,
Sound Behaviour,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Qualms,
Basic Channel,
The Names,
Lungfish,
Traffic Nightmare,
D'Angelo,
The Blackbyrds,
OOIOO,
Crooked Eye,
Magma,
The Pop Group,
Interpol,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kaleidoscope,
Bronski Beat,
Surgeon,
Joey Negro,
Dead Boys,
Big Daddy Kane,
Mo-Dettes,
ABC,
Skriet,
Terry Callier,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Joe Smooth,
Grauzone,
Whodini,
Soft Machine,
Scott Walker,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Popol Vuh,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Neil Young,
The Invisible,
Ponytail,
Archie Shepp,
Saccharine Trust,
The Fortunes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ultra Naté,
The Wake,
Half Japanese,
Bush Tetras,
Crash Course in Science,
Camouflage,
KRS-One,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Chris & Cosey,
Harry Pussy,
Reagan Youth,
Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks.
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.