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 Lithuania and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 oboe 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 Wings to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Smiths. All the underground hits.
All Anthony Braxton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Rosa Yemen,
Soft Cell,
Magazine,
Wally Richardson,
Joey Negro,
Technova,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Agitation Free,
the Fania All-Stars,
Cheater Slicks,
The Dead C,
Kas Product,
the Normal,
The Modern Lovers,
Donny Hathaway,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Aaron Thompson,
Blossom Toes,
Soul II Soul,
The Divine Comedy,
Idris Muhammad,
Amazonics,
Harmonia,
Brick,
Prince Buster,
Pagans,
Talk Talk,
Camouflage,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ice-T,
48th St. Collective,
Eden Ahbez,
James White and The Blacks,
The Last Poets,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Girls At Our Best!,
Brand Nubian,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sound Behaviour,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Todd Rundgren,
The Gladiators,
Marine Girls,
Suicide,
Y Pants,
Fugazi,
Bauhaus,
Panda Bear,
Henry Cow,
Alphaville,
Darondo,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sandy B,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Anakelly,
Con Funk Shun,
Fluxion,
Sixth Finger,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.