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 Peru and from Woodstock.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar 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 The Remains to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Wasted Youth. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wire,
JFA,
Mo-Dettes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Kayak,
Absolute Body Control,
F. McDonald,
Livin' Joy,
Public Image Ltd.,
Swans,
Hardrive,
Siglo XX,
KRS-One,
Tim Buckley,
Pantaleimon,
Iggy Pop,
Easy Going,
Procol Harum,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Aloha Tigers,
Stereo Dub,
Soul II Soul,
The Beau Brummels,
Glenn Branca,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lungfish,
The Dave Clark Five,
The American Breed,
ABC,
Blake Baxter,
The Fortunes,
Howard Jones,
Althea and Donna,
Cluster,
The Remains,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Mighty Diamonds,
48th St. Collective,
Aswad,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Matthew Bourne,
Joyce Sims,
Fatback Band,
The Blackbyrds,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Seeds,
the Swans,
Skriet,
Eli Mardock,
Minnie Riperton,
The Searchers,
D'Angelo,
Average White Band,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Section 25,
Ronan,
Fela Kuti,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nico,
Soft Machine,
Yazoo,
John Coltrane,
Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin.
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.