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 Liechtenstein 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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
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 Smoke to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All The Tremeloes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Max Romeo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Wake,
Tubeway Army,
Minor Threat,
The Human League,
Brass Construction,
Vainqueur,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Fuzztones,
Marine Girls,
Silicon Teens,
Funkadelic,
Warsaw,
Ultimate Spinach,
Blancmange,
Fugazi,
Young Marble Giants,
Joensuu 1685,
Bootsy Collins,
Yusef Lateef,
Lightning Bolt,
The Moody Blues,
Isaac Hayes,
Drexciya,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Harpers Bizarre,
David Axelrod,
Dennis Brown,
Minnie Riperton,
Soft Cell,
The New Christs,
Frankie Knuckles,
Josef K,
Magma,
Lalo Schifrin,
Darondo,
Goldenarms,
The Star Department,
Robert Görl,
Scion,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
kango's stein massive,
Roxette,
Absolute Body Control,
Anthony Braxton,
Jeff Mills,
Archie Shepp,
the Normal,
Henry Cow,
Maurizio,
Kevin Saunderson,
Eden Ahbez,
These Immortal Souls,
Avey Tare,
Moss Icon,
Adolescents,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Raincoats,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.