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 Guyana 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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the theremin 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 Swans to the electroclash 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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Birthday Party,
Harry Pussy,
Donny Hathaway,
ABC,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Das Ding,
Fear,
Sun City Girls,
Eurythmics,
The Gories,
Sonic Youth,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Blancmange,
Vainqueur,
The Toasters,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Eden Ahbez,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Unwound,
The Golliwogs,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lungfish,
Zero Boys,
The Busters,
Wolf Eyes,
Unrelated Segments,
The Seeds,
Ludus,
FM Einheit,
Flipper,
the Soft Cell,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Traffic Nightmare,
Amon Düül,
Scan 7,
Smog,
E-Dancer,
Pantytec,
The Divine Comedy,
Bush Tetras,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Harpers Bizarre,
Eddi Front,
The Angels of Light,
Visage,
Lower 48,
Japan,
Model 500,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Moebius,
Kerri Chandler,
Man Eating Sloth,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Goldenarms,
L. Decosne,
Anakelly,
8 Eyed Spy,
Country Teasers,
Pantaleimon,
The Neon Judgement,
Johnny Clarke,
Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.
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.