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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 arpeggiator 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Human League. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gong 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 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 mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Standells,
Agent Orange,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Count Five,
Pharoah Sanders,
Au Pairs,
John Lydon,
Bauhaus,
Mission of Burma,
Jacob Miller,
Guru Guru,
The Neon Judgement,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Crooked Eye,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Derrick Morgan,
Liliput,
Wire,
The Saints,
Trumans Water,
8 Eyed Spy,
Mandrill,
Grey Daturas,
Moss Icon,
The Pretty Things,
The Star Department,
the Human League,
A Certain Ratio,
Deepchord,
The Invisible,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Banda Bassotti,
The Cure,
Fad Gadget,
Cameo,
The Litter,
Yazoo,
Dead Boys,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sixth Finger,
The Monochrome Set,
Barclay James Harvest,
Tres Demented,
Funky Four + One,
The Smiths,
UT,
Jeru the Damaja,
New Order,
Lou Christie,
Oneida,
Bluetip,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Los Fastidios,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pussy Galore,
Amazonics,
Technova,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.