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 Dominica and from Manila.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Shanghai.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
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 Ultravox to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sonny Sharrock. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marvin Gaye 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Parry Music,
The Sound,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Severed Heads,
the Bar-Kays,
Tomorrow,
L. Decosne,
Pole,
Amazonics,
Faust,
PIL,
Archie Shepp,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Idris Muhammad,
Swans,
Quadrant,
Sixth Finger,
Ultimate Spinach,
Scott Walker,
Fad Gadget,
The American Breed,
Slave,
Eric B and Rakim,
Black Flag,
Nico,
Can,
Y Pants,
Little Man,
Avey Tare,
The Monks,
Michelle Simonal,
Sun City Girls,
Stereo Dub,
The Detroit Cobras,
Quantec,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Martian,
10cc,
Jeff Lynne,
Eric Copeland,
Thee Headcoats,
June of 44,
Chris & Cosey,
Basic Channel,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Crash Course in Science,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kaleidoscope,
The Vogues,
Hasil Adkins,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Make Up,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Stooges,
Barclay James Harvest,
H. Thieme,
The Mummies,
The Cramps,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.