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 Equatorial Guinea and from Mumbai.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 guitar 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 The Standells to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band. All the underground hits.
All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suburban Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
Crispy Ambulance,
Eric Copeland,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sonny Sharrock,
Swans,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Flamin' Groovies,
Rod Modell,
The Seeds,
Model 500,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Buckinghams,
Chrome,
Johnny Clarke,
Lou Reed,
Erasure,
The Music Machine,
Guru Guru,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scratch Acid,
Urselle,
Livin' Joy,
Stetsasonic,
Eden Ahbez,
Anthony Braxton,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Offenders,
Iggy Pop,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ten City,
Outsiders,
Brothers Johnson,
The Fugs,
Heaven 17,
World's Most,
Section 25,
Eurythmics,
Fatback Band,
Organ,
Panda Bear,
Pantytec,
Shoche,
Scion,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Can,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sexual Harrassment,
One Last Wish,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Alton Ellis,
Gang of Four,
Rhythm & Sound,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Michelle Simonal,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pierre Henry,
Wally Richardson,
R.M.O.,
The Monks,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.