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 Portugal and from Spokane.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Prunes,
Stereo Dub,
Eric Dolphy,
The Busters,
The Fall,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Index,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Hasil Adkins,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Letta Mbulu,
Rakim,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bad Manners,
Jeru the Damaja,
Soul Sonic Force,
Von Mondo,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Crispian St. Peters,
Pylon,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Janne Schatter,
The Cosmic Jokers,
the Soft Cell,
Ituana,
The Litter,
Echospace,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
48th St. Collective,
Rites of Spring,
Deadbeat,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Amon Düül,
Scrapy,
Robert Wyatt,
The Modern Lovers,
X-101,
Jesper Dahlback,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The New Christs,
The Monks,
Nils Olav,
New Age Steppers,
JFA,
Gastr Del Sol,
Juan Atkins,
Magazine,
The Human League,
Sixth Finger,
Don Cherry,
This Heat,
Byron Stingily,
Niagra,
Royal Trux,
The Neon Judgement,
Pagans,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lou Reed,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.