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 Azerbaijan and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Move to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All H. Thieme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lightning Bolt,
Kool Moe Dee,
Glenn Branca,
Mo-Dettes,
Underground Resistance,
Television Personalities,
Chrome,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Angry Samoans,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bluetip,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Soulsonic Force,
Sex Pistols,
Kaleidoscope,
DJ Style,
Das Ding,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sound Behaviour,
Roger Hodgson,
The Birthday Party,
Brick,
Terry Callier,
Intrusion,
The Cowsills,
Rosa Yemen,
The Raincoats,
Massinfluence,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rotary Connection,
Slick Rick,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Neil Young,
Nico,
Jeff Mills,
Morten Harket,
Little Man,
Alton Ellis,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Negative Approach,
Junior Murvin,
Marc Almond,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ituana,
Audionom,
Half Japanese,
Ludus,
Second Layer,
Pylon,
The Red Krayola,
Tomorrow,
Lindisfarne,
MDC,
The Standells,
Amazonics,
Liliput,
Wire,
L. Decosne,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.