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 Honduras and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 JFA to the punk 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 Wings. All the underground hits.
All The Stooges tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Das Ding record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cosmic Jokers,
Fela Kuti,
Reagan Youth,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Fire Engines,
Roxy Music,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Rotary Connection,
Model 500,
Isaac Hayes,
Liliput,
Terry Callier,
Altered Images,
The Searchers,
Nick Fraelich,
Wally Richardson,
Grey Daturas,
Hot Snakes,
Pantytec,
Hoover,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Alice Coltrane,
Deepchord,
The Litter,
Popol Vuh,
Ituana,
Albert Ayler,
The Gories,
X-Ray Spex,
Inner City,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Desert Stars,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Outsiders,
Pet Shop Boys,
Josef K,
K-Klass,
Quando Quango,
The Dead C,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Techniques,
Arthur Verocai,
Vladislav Delay,
The Angels of Light,
Lee Hazlewood,
Slick Rick,
Los Fastidios,
Alison Limerick,
Ossler,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Banda Bassotti,
Todd Rundgren,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Pantaleimon,
Howard Jones,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pagans,
Chris Corsano,
Excepter,
Sugar Minott,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.