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 Ethiopia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 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 Faust 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 The Slackers. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mark Hollis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
Second Layer,
Pulsallama,
Lightning Bolt,
Nik Kershaw,
The Gories,
Harpers Bizarre,
Laurel Aitken,
The Fugs,
Reagan Youth,
Zapp,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Metal Thangz,
Carl Craig,
One Last Wish,
Tommy Roe,
T. Rex,
Moebius,
Dawn Penn,
Lyres,
Oneida,
Johnny Clarke,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nico,
Davy DMX,
The Index,
Camberwell Now,
Colin Newman,
Monks,
Brick,
Gang Green,
Hot Snakes,
David McCallum,
Groovy Waters,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Dennis Brown,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Babytalk,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jerry's Kids,
The Searchers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Warren Ellis,
Nils Olav,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Peter & Gordon,
Radiohead,
Mo-Dettes,
E-Dancer,
Mary Jane Girls,
Wire,
Sonny Sharrock,
Flamin' Groovies,
Deadbeat,
Mr. Review,
The Slits,
Tom Boy,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux.
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.