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 Colombia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Crispian St. Peters to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
AZ,
One Last Wish,
Amon Düül,
The Searchers,
T.S.O.L.,
The Fire Engines,
The United States of America,
Crispian St. Peters,
OOIOO,
Swans,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Jawbox,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Flipper,
Eric Copeland,
Ken Boothe,
Quadrant,
Bobby Sherman,
Bush Tetras,
Ultra Naté,
The Angels of Light,
The Moody Blues,
Jeff Lynne,
Pantytec,
Ralphi Rosario,
Idris Muhammad,
Robert Wyatt,
Jacob Miller,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Pop Group,
Excepter,
Dead Boys,
The Saints,
Ten City,
Gil Scott Heron,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Altered Images,
Black Pus,
Aaron Thompson,
Main Source,
the Association,
Peter and Kerry,
Tommy Roe,
Angry Samoans,
Unrelated Segments,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gang Starr,
Deakin,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pagans,
Joe Smooth,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Skriet,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Kinks,
Kas Product,
Drive Like Jehu,
Suicide,
Symarip,
David Bowie,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.