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 Brazil and from Manchester.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sällskapet to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Man Eating Sloth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Remains 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rufus Thomas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Clear Light,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Howard Jones,
the Human League,
ABC,
Kas Product,
The Buckinghams,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Motions,
Morten Harket,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Raincoats,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Minnie Riperton,
The Gories,
David McCallum,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bobby Sherman,
Dorothy Ashby,
Soulsonic Force,
Model 500,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Litter,
Scientists,
Cheater Slicks,
Alice Coltrane,
The Flesh Eaters,
Q65,
Erasure,
Hasil Adkins,
The Mummies,
Ossler,
Magma,
Eurythmics,
Donny Hathaway,
Barrington Levy,
The Cure,
Maleditus Sound,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Joy Division,
48th St. Collective,
Funky Four + One,
Mo-Dettes,
Interpol,
Harpers Bizarre,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Goldenarms,
The Fugs,
Arcadia,
Das Ding,
Gang of Four,
Ornette Coleman,
The Blues Magoos,
The Slackers,
Traffic Nightmare,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gang Green,
The Toasters,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.