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 Sudan and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Slackers to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Steve Hackett. All the underground hits.
All The Smoke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Copeland record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unwound,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Josef K,
Half Japanese,
Duran Duran,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Frankie Knuckles,
Panda Bear,
Mr. Review,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Kayak,
Trumans Water,
Roy Ayers,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Cowsills,
Easy Going,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sonic Youth,
Angry Samoans,
The Sound,
Bush Tetras,
Barbara Tucker,
Television Personalities,
Q and Not U,
Kas Product,
Monks,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Knickerbockers,
Glambeats Corp.,
Magazine,
Nico,
The Offenders,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sun Ra,
Peter & Gordon,
Donny Hathaway,
Lindisfarne,
Section 25,
Symarip,
Youth Brigade,
Delta 5,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Erasure,
Anakelly,
The Misunderstood,
The Doors,
Max Romeo,
KRS-One,
The Smiths,
Flipper,
Wire,
The Vogues,
Rekid,
Hasil Adkins,
The Fall,
the Soft Cell,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tres Demented,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Terry Callier,
T. Rex,
Monolake,
The Electric Prunes,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.