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 Thailand and from Hong Kong.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Pagans to the techno 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 Fatback Band. All the underground hits.
All John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Bowie 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Seeds,
Traffic Nightmare,
Scientists,
Brothers Johnson,
Suicide,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Funkadelic,
The Fortunes,
Circle Jerks,
Grauzone,
The Cramps,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sällskapet,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Birthday Party,
John Foxx,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
OOIOO,
One Last Wish,
JFA,
Ralphi Rosario,
Letta Mbulu,
Lalo Schifrin,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Heaven 17,
Nick Fraelich,
Bootsy Collins,
Monolake,
The Litter,
the Slits,
Ossler,
Kerri Chandler,
Quando Quango,
A Certain Ratio,
Bobby Womack,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
the Swans,
Liliput,
the Soft Cell,
kango's stein massive,
Gong,
The Beau Brummels,
Kenny Larkin,
The Saints,
Minny Pops,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Toni Rubio,
The Moody Blues,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Victims,
The Remains,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Fatback Band,
Jandek,
Judy Mowatt,
Black Flag,
AZ,
Siglo XX,
Avey Tare,
Urselle,
Mission of Burma,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.