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 Uganda and from Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 oboe 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 Camouflage to the grime 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 The Motions. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crispy Ambulance,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Cameo,
Pussy Galore,
Howard Jones,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sister Nancy,
T.S.O.L.,
Livin' Joy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ludus,
The Invisible,
Johnny Clarke,
the Slits,
La Düsseldorf,
Inner City,
Susan Cadogan,
Soul II Soul,
Spoonie Gee,
Nik Kershaw,
Arcadia,
Wire,
The Divine Comedy,
Drexciya,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
X-101,
Grauzone,
Gabor Szabo,
Sugar Minott,
Thompson Twins,
Bang On A Can,
Camberwell Now,
Eyeless In Gaza,
John Foxx,
The American Breed,
Donald Byrd,
Suicide,
Bauhaus,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
David Bowie,
Unwound,
Darondo,
Chrome,
EPMD,
The Selecter,
The Flesh Eaters,
Don Cherry,
The Smiths,
Kas Product,
CMW,
Eric Copeland,
Roxette,
T. Rex,
Bluetip,
Sarah Menescal,
The Gap Band,
Jeff Mills,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Skatalites,
10cc,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.