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 Namibia and from Sao Paulo.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the marimba 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 disco 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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Alarm Clocks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Howard Jones,
Ituana,
Terry Callier,
Kevin Saunderson,
Stetsasonic,
Niagra,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Fluxion,
The Index,
Tommy Roe,
David Bowie,
Freddie Wadling,
The Fortunes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
Amon Düül,
PIL,
Altered Images,
Nik Kershaw,
Man Parrish,
Smog,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Faraquet,
Dual Sessions,
The Raincoats,
Marshall Jefferson,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Scion,
Nico,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Junior Murvin,
Interpol,
Harpers Bizarre,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Modern Lovers,
Toni Rubio,
Duran Duran,
Mars,
Gil Scott Heron,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Shadows of Knight,
Jerry's Kids,
Crooked Eye,
Graham Central Station,
The Stooges,
This Heat,
Donald Byrd,
Excepter,
Tim Buckley,
T. Rex,
Depeche Mode,
The Sonics,
Kas Product,
Bobby Sherman,
The Monochrome Set,
Pierre Henry,
Black Flag,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Eddi Front,
These Immortal Souls,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.