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 Brazil 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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe 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 One Last Wish to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every This Heat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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 Chocolate Watch Band,
Main Source,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Spandau Ballet,
Kerri Chandler,
This Heat,
Jacob Miller,
Procol Harum,
Whodini,
World's Most,
Japan,
Pole,
Ponytail,
The Birthday Party,
Sixth Finger,
The Motions,
Aloha Tigers,
Motorama,
R.M.O.,
Flamin' Groovies,
Yazoo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Skaos,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Steve Hackett,
Subhumans,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Michelle Simonal,
Altered Images,
Nils Olav,
Sound Behaviour,
Sam Rivers,
Scion,
Matthew Bourne,
Albert Ayler,
Jeru the Damaja,
Agitation Free,
CMW,
Pagans,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kenny Larkin,
DNA,
Glenn Branca,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Popol Vuh,
Bronski Beat,
The Last Poets,
Second Layer,
The Divine Comedy,
Kaleidoscope,
Shuggie Otis,
ABC,
Gabor Szabo,
Matthew Halsall,
The Slits,
Toni Rubio,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Scientists,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Shadows of Knight,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.