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 Ukraine and from Halifax.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 synthesizer 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 The Names to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barry Ungar record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unwound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warsaw,
Harmonia,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Skriet,
Frankie Knuckles,
Chris & Cosey,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Deepchord,
Crime,
Crispy Ambulance,
Scott Walker,
The Mojo Men,
Archie Shepp,
The Offenders,
Thompson Twins,
Trumans Water,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bob Dylan,
Rekid,
Peter and Kerry,
Mr. Review,
Lou Christie,
Radio Birdman,
Gregory Isaacs,
Boogie Down Productions,
Max Romeo,
Vladislav Delay,
Marvin Gaye,
The Star Department,
Von Mondo,
Porter Ricks,
Glenn Branca,
Reuben Wilson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Germs,
Cecil Taylor,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sun City Girls,
the Slits,
The Moleskins,
The Fugs,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Hashim,
Rod Modell,
Isaac Hayes,
Curtis Mayfield,
Popol Vuh,
Arcadia,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Dave Clark Five,
X-102,
Saccharine Trust,
Intrusion,
Chris Corsano,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ituana,
Royal Trux,
The Seeds,
David Bowie,
Grey Daturas,
The Dead C,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.