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 the UAE 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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the 808 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 Sarah Menescal to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sonny Sharrock. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
The Happenings,
The Misunderstood,
Malaria!,
The Sound,
The Monochrome Set,
The Divine Comedy,
AZ,
Camouflage,
the Slits,
Janne Schatter,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Darondo,
Flamin' Groovies,
Delon & Dalcan,
Fat Boys,
Cybotron,
The Mojo Men,
Ultravox,
The Birthday Party,
Sugar Minott,
Gang of Four,
Cymande,
Bill Near,
L. Decosne,
Soft Cell,
The Saints,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ponytail,
The Motions,
The New Christs,
Thee Headcoats,
The Fall,
Visage,
Slave,
Erykah Badu,
8 Eyed Spy,
Vainqueur,
Deepchord,
Half Japanese,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Mummies,
The Black Dice,
Zero Boys,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Marmalade,
Kool Moe Dee,
PIL,
Ultra Naté,
The Smiths,
Jesper Dahlback,
the Sonics,
Das Ding,
The Slits,
Infiniti,
Sällskapet,
The Young Rascals,
The Fugs,
Warren Ellis,
The Real Kids,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.