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 Laos and from New York.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the 808 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 Arcadia to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Marcia Griffiths,
Reuben Wilson,
Blake Baxter,
Monolake,
Dennis Brown,
The Music Machine,
The Leaves,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Trumans Water,
ABBA,
The Moleskins,
Jandek,
The Zeros,
Pole,
Kerrie Biddell,
Quadrant,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Black Moon,
Al Stewart,
Idris Muhammad,
The Velvet Underground,
Magma,
The Beau Brummels,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Swans,
The Cramps,
The Sound,
JFA,
Blossom Toes,
Eve St. Jones,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Radiopuhelimet,
Terrestrial Tones,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Shuggie Otis,
Spandau Ballet,
48th St. Collective,
PIL,
Josef K,
Chris Corsano,
Livin' Joy,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Animal Collective,
Ituana,
The Associates,
Lindisfarne,
The Martian,
Mandrill,
Delon & Dalcan,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Slackers,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Aloha Tigers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cecil Taylor,
Motorama,
Sugar Minott,
Au Pairs,
Subhumans,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.