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 Lyon.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe 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 Mr. Review to the disco 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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Durutti Column record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Crispian St. Peters,
Rotary Connection,
LL Cool J,
Godley & Creme,
Sixth Finger,
Johnny Clarke,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gang Gang Dance,
Organ,
DNA,
The Moleskins,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Echospace,
Black Sheep,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Fat Boys,
The Fugs,
X-Ray Spex,
Joyce Sims,
Pagans,
Swans,
Ronan,
cv313,
Colin Newman,
Anakelly,
Oneida,
The Wake,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Dave Gahan,
Radiohead,
Ten City,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Grass Roots,
Tomorrow,
The Fuzztones,
KRS-One,
MC5,
Groovy Waters,
Franke,
Simply Red,
The Shadows of Knight,
Smog,
Eddi Front,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Minutemen,
Quando Quango,
Moss Icon,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rod Modell,
Gil Scott Heron,
Peter & Gordon,
Prince Buster,
Kayak,
Rufus Thomas,
Roxy Music,
Isaac Hayes,
Japan,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Slackers,
The Golliwogs,
Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can.
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.