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 India and from Lagos.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
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 Bill Near to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hot Snakes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
Albert Ayler,
PIL,
Ludus,
Funky Four + One,
Silicon Teens,
Deadbeat,
Magazine,
Theoretical Girls,
The Real Kids,
Colin Newman,
Boz Scaggs,
Harry Pussy,
The Buckinghams,
Joensuu 1685,
The Litter,
The Happenings,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Marshall Jefferson,
Wings,
Glenn Branca,
Susan Cadogan,
Hoover,
The Motions,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Bar-Kays,
Severed Heads,
Bluetip,
Q and Not U,
8 Eyed Spy,
Joey Negro,
Sugar Minott,
Flipper,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bang On A Can,
Thompson Twins,
Soul Sonic Force,
Alphaville,
One Last Wish,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Camberwell Now,
Black Pus,
The Last Poets,
Das Ding,
Little Man,
Nik Kershaw,
Television Personalities,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Soulsonic Force,
Echospace,
Scratch Acid,
Gerry Rafferty,
MDC,
The Invisible,
Mary Jane Girls,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sparks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Fort Wilson Riot,
EPMD,
Jesper Dahlback,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.