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 Bhutan and from Manchester.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro 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 Moss Icon to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Thee Headcoats. All the underground hits.
All The Misunderstood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Banda Bassotti,
Animal Collective,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Grandmaster Flash,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Mission of Burma,
Iggy Pop,
Pet Shop Boys,
Delta 5,
Roxy Music,
Nirvana,
The Skatalites,
Half Japanese,
Theoretical Girls,
Swell Maps,
Stereo Dub,
Throbbing Gristle,
Lalo Schifrin,
Mary Jane Girls,
China Crisis,
Sixth Finger,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Erasure,
Blancmange,
Derrick Morgan,
The Doors,
Radio Birdman,
Spoonie Gee,
Guru Guru,
Robert Görl,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
kango's stein massive,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
T.S.O.L.,
The Grass Roots,
Essential Logic,
Moebius,
Ponytail,
Ultra Naté,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Five Americans,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Victims,
Eli Mardock,
James Chance & The Contortions,
the Association,
Boredoms,
Kerri Chandler,
H. Thieme,
Urselle,
Masters at Work,
Lebanon Hanover,
Soulsonic Force,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Quadrant,
Dennis Brown,
X-Ray Spex,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Boz Scaggs,
Cluster,
Brass Construction,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.
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.