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 Nigeria and from Shanghai.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sight & Sound to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 the Germs. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Loose Ends,
The Toasters,
Moss Icon,
Cymande,
Maurizio,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Buckinghams,
Symarip,
The Doors,
Leonard Cohen,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
UT,
the Bar-Kays,
The Walker Brothers,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Scan 7,
Sex Pistols,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Con Funk Shun,
Bluetip,
Wings,
Q65,
Janne Schatter,
48th St. Collective,
Reuben Wilson,
8 Eyed Spy,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Raincoats,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Names,
Sound Behaviour,
Swans,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Vladislav Delay,
Severed Heads,
Toni Rubio,
Howard Jones,
Lungfish,
Deakin,
Peter and Kerry,
Bang On A Can,
Youth Brigade,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jeff Lynne,
Urselle,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Camouflage,
Mission of Burma,
Peter & Gordon,
The Human League,
The Doobie Brothers,
Goldenarms,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Visage,
A Certain Ratio,
Crooked Eye,
Lalann,
The J.B.'s,
Amon Düül II,
Steve Hackett,
Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane.
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.