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 Bangladesh and from Manchester.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Cecil Taylor to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All Gang Gang Dance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The New Christs,
Section 25,
The Remains,
The Zeros,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pantaleimon,
Shoche,
Cal Tjader,
Magma,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Absolute Body Control,
The J.B.'s,
Buzzcocks,
FM Einheit,
Jacques Brel,
Barrington Levy,
DJ Sneak,
Delta 5,
Toni Rubio,
The Selecter,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Index,
The Music Machine,
Magazine,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lou Christie,
Ohio Players,
cv313,
Boredoms,
Byron Stingily,
Eurythmics,
Nils Olav,
Icehouse,
Neu!,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Mojo Men,
Fat Boys,
Joe Smooth,
Marc Almond,
Delon & Dalcan,
Vladislav Delay,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Peter & Gordon,
The Moleskins,
Heaven 17,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Yellowson,
The Moody Blues,
Second Layer,
Josef K,
Country Teasers,
Andrew Hill,
Bob Dylan,
These Immortal Souls,
The Walker Brothers,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sandy B,
Half Japanese,
Roger Hodgson,
Black Sheep,
Pet Shop Boys,
Unwound,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.