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 Cape Verde and from Columbus.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 sitar 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 Barry Ungar to the grime 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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade 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?
Underground Resistance,
Parry Music,
The Happenings,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Beau Brummels,
Man Parrish,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bootsy Collins,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ultimate Spinach,
Soft Cell,
Hardrive,
Skarface,
The New Christs,
Erasure,
Liliput,
Television,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Joensuu 1685,
Ituana,
The Standells,
Gong,
Circle Jerks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Albert Ayler,
Arcadia,
The Toasters,
Slick Rick,
Magazine,
Eve St. Jones,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Pop Group,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Marine Girls,
Scrapy,
Susan Cadogan,
Deakin,
Prince Buster,
Buzzcocks,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kaleidoscope,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Josef K,
Cymande,
AZ,
Make Up,
the Bar-Kays,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Godley & Creme,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Marvin Gaye,
FM Einheit,
Massinfluence,
Derrick Morgan,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Music Machine,
Q65,
Avey Tare,
T.S.O.L.,
Al Stewart,
One Last Wish,
Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca.
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.