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 Iceland and from Bologna.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Can to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Marmalade. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skarface 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharoah Sanders,
Angry Samoans,
Judy Mowatt,
Mr. Review,
Circle Jerks,
Flipper,
Deepchord,
Con Funk Shun,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Motorama,
Colin Newman,
Echospace,
Pantaleimon,
New Order,
Godley & Creme,
Sonic Youth,
One Last Wish,
Country Teasers,
Sam Rivers,
The Remains,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sonny Sharrock,
Black Pus,
Q and Not U,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Buckinghams,
Suicide,
OOIOO,
Y Pants,
Suburban Knight,
Scion,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Nico,
Harmonia,
Blake Baxter,
Qualms,
Main Source,
Das Ding,
Sound Behaviour,
The Sound,
The Litter,
Barbara Tucker,
Barclay James Harvest,
Adolescents,
The Dirtbombs,
Stockholm Monsters,
Zero Boys,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fugazi,
Model 500,
Soul II Soul,
Groovy Waters,
Ponytail,
Duran Duran,
Massinfluence,
Inner City,
Gong,
The Toasters,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.