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 Japan and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Seoul.
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 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the disco 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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All The Detroit Cobras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Bananas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Ponytail,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Unwound,
The Stooges,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Excepter,
Public Image Ltd.,
Saccharine Trust,
Intrusion,
Joe Smooth,
The Cramps,
Lebanon Hanover,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kenny Larkin,
Byron Stingily,
Grey Daturas,
Rosa Yemen,
The Trojans,
Ossler,
The Fugs,
The Martian,
James White and The Blacks,
L. Decosne,
K-Klass,
Derrick Morgan,
The United States of America,
Joensuu 1685,
Stiv Bators,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pere Ubu,
Dead Boys,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Soft Cell,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
ABC,
The Knickerbockers,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Vogues,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gang Green,
Mark Hollis,
Hardrive,
The Dirtbombs,
Fad Gadget,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Throbbing Gristle,
FM Einheit,
Chris & Cosey,
Bootsy Collins,
Vladislav Delay,
The Evens,
Scott Walker,
Man Parrish,
Motorama,
The Index,
Isaac Hayes,
June of 44, June of 44, June of 44, June of 44.
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.