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 Fiji and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 linndrum 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 The Trojans to the techno 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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacques Brel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Infiniti,
Easy Going,
Sonic Youth,
Pole,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
In Retrospect,
Soft Cell,
The Evens,
Leonard Cohen,
Bush Tetras,
X-102,
Black Bananas,
Gerry Rafferty,
Buzzcocks,
DJ Style,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Raincoats,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Public Enemy,
Hoover,
The Monks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Minnie Riperton,
Blancmange,
Marshall Jefferson,
Dave Gahan,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Remains,
Barry Ungar,
The Seeds,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sun Ra,
The Neon Judgement,
Television,
The Barracudas,
Hasil Adkins,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Isaac Hayes,
Wings,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Harpers Bizarre,
China Crisis,
Mission of Burma,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
New York Dolls,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Radiohead,
Marvin Gaye,
The Star Department,
KRS-One,
Marine Girls,
Theoretical Girls,
Amon Düül II,
The Real Kids,
Sparks,
Lalo Schifrin,
Jerry's Kids,
Flamin' Groovies,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.