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 Lesotho and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lyon.
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 organ 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 Saccharine Trust to the punk 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 Johnny Clarke. All the underground hits.
All Ken Boothe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Throbbing Gristle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Minutemen,
Average White Band,
Can,
The Detroit Cobras,
Nik Kershaw,
Gichy Dan,
The Gladiators,
Dark Day,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Stooges,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Cluster,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Vladislav Delay,
Matthew Bourne,
Delta 5,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Metal Thangz,
Sarah Menescal,
Babytalk,
Tropical Tobacco,
Vainqueur,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Carl Craig,
Mission of Burma,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Unwound,
Godley & Creme,
Idris Muhammad,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Gories,
Marine Girls,
Terry Callier,
Oblivians,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Kas Product,
Television Personalities,
Silicon Teens,
The Happenings,
Wasted Youth,
The Modern Lovers,
The Star Department,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lyres,
MC5,
Colin Newman,
Pole,
Johnny Osbourne,
Goldenarms,
Stetsasonic,
One Last Wish,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Loose Ends,
John Holt,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sun Ra,
Trumans Water,
The Searchers,
Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band.
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.