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 Netherlands and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 snare 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 Desert Stars to the rap 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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sister Nancy 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grauzone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
Janne Schatter,
Amazonics,
Peter & Gordon,
Alice Coltrane,
Althea and Donna,
Derrick May,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Litter,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lou Reed,
Tropical Tobacco,
Scratch Acid,
Technova,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Masters at Work,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ituana,
David Axelrod,
Monolake,
Chris & Cosey,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Glenn Branca,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
A Certain Ratio,
DNA,
Yaz,
Ken Boothe,
Niagra,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lebanon Hanover,
ABBA,
Moebius,
Scan 7,
FM Einheit,
Black Moon,
Black Sheep,
Hashim,
Basic Channel,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Traffic Nightmare,
Royal Trux,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bill Wells,
Mandrill,
Magazine,
Tears for Fears,
Colin Newman,
Franke,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Jeff Lynne,
Tres Demented,
Altered Images,
Gang Green,
ABC,
The Offenders,
Graham Central Station,
LL Cool J,
Rod Modell,
Cecil Taylor,
Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape.
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.