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 Azerbaijan and from Seoul.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 JFA to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker + Sunn O))) tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Foxx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arcadia,
The Mummies,
The Zeros,
Stetsasonic,
Surgeon,
Josef K,
The Moleskins,
Throbbing Gristle,
Harpers Bizarre,
Alison Limerick,
Clear Light,
Hashim,
The Golliwogs,
The Motions,
The Smoke,
Connie Case,
Cecil Taylor,
Niagra,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Barclay James Harvest,
the Soft Cell,
Jandek,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Cramps,
James White and The Blacks,
Joensuu 1685,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Brand Nubian,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lungfish,
Youth Brigade,
The Move,
Susan Cadogan,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gang Starr,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Monochrome Set,
Sex Pistols,
Minutemen,
Sight & Sound,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The American Breed,
Jawbox,
10cc,
Unwound,
U.S. Maple,
The Buckinghams,
The Cowsills,
Outsiders,
Lou Christie,
Brass Construction,
Crash Course in Science,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bush Tetras,
Organ,
Camouflage,
Moss Icon,
Lower 48,
These Immortal Souls,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop.
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.