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 Tonga and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 linndrum 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 Wire to the punk 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 Freddie Wadling. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arab on Radar 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover 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?
Jesper Dahlback,
Sun City Girls,
Eric Dolphy,
Eden Ahbez,
The Wake,
The Saints,
Radiopuhelimet,
The United States of America,
Chris Corsano,
Sun Ra,
Sexual Harrassment,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Von Mondo,
The Black Dice,
La Düsseldorf,
Youth Brigade,
Roxette,
Excepter,
the Germs,
Crime,
Jerry's Kids,
Maurizio,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Spoonie Gee,
Dawn Penn,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
10cc,
Reagan Youth,
Connie Case,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Standells,
Marine Girls,
H. Thieme,
Kool Moe Dee,
cv313,
a-ha,
Accadde A,
Man Eating Sloth,
Magazine,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Martian,
These Immortal Souls,
Jawbox,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Darondo,
Prince Buster,
Marmalade,
Steve Hackett,
Slave,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Dave Gahan,
Metal Thangz,
The Dirtbombs,
Fela Kuti,
U.S. Maple,
Gastr Del Sol,
Zapp,
Panda Bear,
The Fugs,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.