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 Gambia and from Taipei.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Kaleidoscope to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All Leonard Cohen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Associates record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantaleimon,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Schoolly D,
The Remains,
Black Bananas,
Symarip,
U.S. Maple,
The Invisible,
the Swans,
Scientists,
Camberwell Now,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The J.B.'s,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sam Rivers,
Thee Headcoats,
Scrapy,
Erasure,
The Five Americans,
Neil Young,
Little Man,
Goldenarms,
Bobby Byrd,
Cecil Taylor,
The Dirtbombs,
The Star Department,
the Sonics,
Agitation Free,
Joey Negro,
The Gories,
Skaos,
Barbara Tucker,
Robert Hood,
Scan 7,
Godley & Creme,
Archie Shepp,
X-Ray Spex,
Kaleidoscope,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Fugs,
Charles Mingus,
Wolf Eyes,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bronski Beat,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Velvet Underground,
Cymande,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Marcia Griffiths,
the Germs,
Don Cherry,
The Litter,
Bob Dylan,
Zapp,
The Divine Comedy,
In Retrospect,
Zero Boys,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
ABC,
Amon Düül,
Cybotron,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.