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 Denmark and from Bremen.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Fad Gadget tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool G Rap & DJ Polo 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Charles Mingus,
The Toasters,
Jandek,
Roger Hodgson,
Intrusion,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The New Christs,
Mr. Review,
the Swans,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Alarm Clocks,
Leonard Cohen,
Yazoo,
Harmonia,
Davy DMX,
Jacques Brel,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Todd Rundgren,
New Age Steppers,
Hasil Adkins,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sonic Youth,
Iggy Pop,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
T.S.O.L.,
Procol Harum,
PIL,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Last Poets,
Kerri Chandler,
Jawbox,
Tears for Fears,
48th St. Collective,
Black Pus,
Public Image Ltd.,
Radiohead,
10cc,
Arab on Radar,
Tropical Tobacco,
Babytalk,
Skriet,
The Victims,
June Days,
Ice-T,
The Cure,
Absolute Body Control,
John Cale,
Soft Cell,
Lebanon Hanover,
Clear Light,
New Order,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Dorothy Ashby,
Alton Ellis,
Joy Division,
Steve Hackett,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.