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 Luxembourg and from Delhi.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Move to the grunge 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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra Arkestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mission of Burma,
Adolescents,
Jimmy McGriff,
Suicide,
Jacques Brel,
Cybotron,
Groovy Waters,
Tim Buckley,
Monks,
Quantec,
The Birthday Party,
Anthony Braxton,
Skriet,
Bill Near,
Gang of Four,
Lower 48,
Agitation Free,
Popol Vuh,
Robert Hood,
Sister Nancy,
Tropical Tobacco,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
John Holt,
Alton Ellis,
the Association,
Chrome,
Dorothy Ashby,
Eurythmics,
New Age Steppers,
Ituana,
Ohio Players,
The Knickerbockers,
Cal Tjader,
Alice Coltrane,
Joe Finger,
The Techniques,
Cluster,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Smog,
Sun Ra,
Black Bananas,
Marmalade,
Black Sheep,
Shuggie Otis,
Wolf Eyes,
Harmonia,
Sarah Menescal,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Stooges,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Iggy Pop,
Stereo Dub,
The Wake,
Brass Construction,
Clear Light,
London Community Gospel Choir,
PIL,
Bobby Byrd,
Inner City, Inner City, Inner City, Inner City.
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.