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 Swaziland and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Harpers Bizarre to the punk 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 Quando Quango. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rapeman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
Niagra,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Camberwell Now,
China Crisis,
Ice-T,
John Cale,
Chris & Cosey,
Ultravox,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Black Flag,
The Dave Clark Five,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Derrick May,
Metal Thangz,
Blancmange,
Funky Four + One,
The Seeds,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Big Daddy Kane,
Amon Düül,
Popol Vuh,
The Searchers,
Sexual Harrassment,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Evens,
Thompson Twins,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rod Modell,
The Toasters,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Sound,
Neu!,
The Gories,
Yellowson,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Interpol,
Josef K,
Theoretical Girls,
Terry Callier,
Moss Icon,
The Young Rascals,
Davy DMX,
Glenn Branca,
The Kinks,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Suburban Knight,
X-Ray Spex,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Isaac Hayes,
Bauhaus,
The Star Department,
10cc,
Dark Day,
Toni Rubio,
The Stooges,
Lyres,
Magazine,
Suicide,
Loose Ends,
The Martian,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.