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 Solomon Islands and from Portland.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 snare 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 The Raincoats to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All Joey Negro tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Half Japanese,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
kango's stein massive,
Lou Christie,
Pierre Henry,
Parry Music,
Echospace,
Mantronix,
Aaron Thompson,
These Immortal Souls,
8 Eyed Spy,
Electric Prunes,
Davy DMX,
Deadbeat,
Smog,
Crispian St. Peters,
Black Moon,
John Lydon,
Black Bananas,
The Real Kids,
Lakeside,
Subhumans,
Chris Corsano,
Roxy Music,
Ohio Players,
A Certain Ratio,
The Kinks,
Henry Cow,
Tubeway Army,
Amon Düül II,
Robert Görl,
Urselle,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Con Funk Shun,
Jeff Lynne,
Sonic Youth,
Banda Bassotti,
Theoretical Girls,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Zeros,
Cybotron,
Babytalk,
Barclay James Harvest,
Al Stewart,
Marshall Jefferson,
Aloha Tigers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Electric Prunes,
The Invisible,
Moss Icon,
Kas Product,
The Walker Brothers,
David Bowie,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Scratch Acid,
China Crisis,
Howard Jones,
Blake Baxter,
Television,
The Cure,
Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly.
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.