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 Micronesia and from Glasgow.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Mexico City.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Doors to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wolf Eyes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Leaves record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Womack,
Neil Young,
Howard Jones,
Wings,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Arcadia,
Dual Sessions,
The Moody Blues,
Laurel Aitken,
Anthony Braxton,
The Doobie Brothers,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Slits,
Scratch Acid,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Camouflage,
the Fania All-Stars,
Marc Almond,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
T. Rex,
Cal Tjader,
Royal Trux,
Sixth Finger,
Crime,
Sonic Youth,
The Victims,
Television Personalities,
Agent Orange,
Jawbox,
Banda Bassotti,
Livin' Joy,
Brass Construction,
L. Decosne,
R.M.O.,
Fluxion,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Saints,
Neu!,
Theoretical Girls,
Symarip,
Soft Cell,
Newcleus,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Happenings,
Television,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Loose Ends,
Slave,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sight & Sound,
The Divine Comedy,
Janne Schatter,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Fatback Band,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Neon Judgement,
Stiv Bators,
The American Breed,
Rosa Yemen,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.