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 Kuwait and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 David Bowie 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 Derrick Morgan to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Walker Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
U.S. Maple,
The Leaves,
The Stooges,
Essential Logic,
Arcadia,
E-Dancer,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
In Retrospect,
Agent Orange,
Zapp,
Gong,
Eden Ahbez,
Hot Snakes,
Sun City Girls,
Jandek,
Radio Birdman,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Severed Heads,
Pantytec,
The Blues Magoos,
Sister Nancy,
The Techniques,
Ken Boothe,
The Five Americans,
Surgeon,
The Divine Comedy,
Joensuu 1685,
Morten Harket,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sugar Minott,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bluetip,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Cluster,
Sight & Sound,
Scientists,
Erykah Badu,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Underground Resistance,
Outsiders,
China Crisis,
Jawbox,
The Star Department,
Jeru the Damaja,
a-ha,
Graham Central Station,
Dual Sessions,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Barracudas,
Eddi Front,
Japan,
Radiopuhelimet,
Stiv Bators,
Scott Walker,
Mark Hollis,
Fatback Band,
Zero Boys,
T.S.O.L.,
Boogie Down Productions,
Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca.
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.