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 Bolivia and from Philadelphia.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
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 Hashim to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Camouflage. All the underground hits.
All Richard Hell and the Voidoids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Anakelly,
Quadrant,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Adolescents,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Joensuu 1685,
Saccharine Trust,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Doors,
Freddie Wadling,
Make Up,
Zapp,
Parry Music,
Soul Sonic Force,
Country Teasers,
The Last Poets,
John Foxx,
Royal Trux,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Television Personalities,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gastr Del Sol,
the Swans,
Eden Ahbez,
Lightning Bolt,
Black Sheep,
Skriet,
Gichy Dan,
Ossler,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Fugs,
Desert Stars,
the Fania All-Stars,
Intrusion,
Andrew Hill,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Skatalites,
Erykah Badu,
Glambeats Corp.,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Residents,
Arcadia,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
R.M.O.,
Roxy Music,
OOIOO,
Bang On A Can,
Marc Almond,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Q and Not U,
Henry Cow,
Rekid,
Yazoo,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Neon Judgement,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.