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 Indonesia and from Mumbai.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 World's Most to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camouflage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang of Four record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Hasil Adkins,
Sex Pistols,
Amon Düül II,
The Sisters of Mercy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Don Cherry,
Motorama,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
R.M.O.,
Model 500,
Supertramp,
Mission of Burma,
Wire,
Joe Finger,
Royal Trux,
Warsaw,
The Remains,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nirvana,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Little Man,
the Bar-Kays,
Chris Corsano,
Pet Shop Boys,
Outsiders,
Skarface,
Hot Snakes,
Ohio Players,
Glenn Branca,
Bang On A Can,
Inner City,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Barclay James Harvest,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Selecter,
Organ,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kurtis Blow,
Rufus Thomas,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Delon & Dalcan,
Drexciya,
Au Pairs,
Soul Sonic Force,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lindisfarne,
Althea and Donna,
Eddi Front,
La Düsseldorf,
E-Dancer,
The Fall,
Scientists,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Dave Gahan,
The Knickerbockers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.