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 Honduras and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 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 June of 44 to the jazz 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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
X-Ray Spex,
E-Dancer,
U.S. Maple,
Neil Young,
Agitation Free,
Masters at Work,
Yusef Lateef,
Ponytail,
Motorama,
Pulsallama,
Delta 5,
Los Fastidios,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
X-102,
Q65,
Tres Demented,
Graham Central Station,
The Red Krayola,
The Residents,
Matthew Halsall,
Max Romeo,
Easy Going,
The Tremeloes,
The Blackbyrds,
Mo-Dettes,
Lou Reed,
Scion,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Drexciya,
48th St. Collective,
Lebanon Hanover,
Talk Talk,
Faust,
Josef K,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Don Cherry,
Warren Ellis,
F. McDonald,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Aswad,
Porter Ricks,
Buzzcocks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Tim Buckley,
Outsiders,
The Five Americans,
Yazoo,
Scott Walker,
The Velvet Underground,
Public Image Ltd.,
Guru Guru,
New York Dolls,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ronan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Dual Sessions,
Fad Gadget,
Amon Düül II,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans.
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.