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 Bahrain and from Milan.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 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 H. Thieme to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Walker Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dark Day,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lindisfarne,
Mars,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lower 48,
Jeru the Damaja,
Freddie Wadling,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Soft Cell,
Cybotron,
The Moleskins,
Eden Ahbez,
Accadde A,
The Cramps,
The Wake,
Kas Product,
Ornette Coleman,
Joe Finger,
Dave Gahan,
The Divine Comedy,
Scrapy,
Mad Mike,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Evens,
a-ha,
OOIOO,
Terry Callier,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ossler,
The Trojans,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Hasil Adkins,
Arab on Radar,
The Slits,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Aaron Thompson,
Robert Wyatt,
Lightning Bolt,
Maurizio,
The Cowsills,
Blake Baxter,
Urselle,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Public Image Ltd.,
Dennis Brown,
Ash Ra Tempel,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Chris Corsano,
The Tremeloes,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Eric Copeland,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Eurythmics,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Deakin,
Bobby Sherman,
Stiv Bators,
Bronski Beat,
Q and Not U,
Throbbing Gristle,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.