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 Slovenia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 snare 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 E-Dancer to the grunge 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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All Royal Trux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sexual Harrassment 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cecil Taylor,
Von Mondo,
Country Teasers,
Pantytec,
FM Einheit,
Crime,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Urselle,
The Move,
The Fuzztones,
Magma,
Donny Hathaway,
Sun City Girls,
Depeche Mode,
The Angels of Light,
Minor Threat,
Procol Harum,
Amon Düül II,
Dorothy Ashby,
K-Klass,
48th St. Collective,
Arcadia,
Robert Görl,
Mandrill,
Joensuu 1685,
10cc,
The Moody Blues,
Rosa Yemen,
Parry Music,
Shoche,
Letta Mbulu,
Gabor Szabo,
Flamin' Groovies,
AZ,
London Community Gospel Choir,
kango's stein massive,
Leonard Cohen,
Derrick Morgan,
the Germs,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Barry Ungar,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Stetsasonic,
The Fire Engines,
Joy Division,
Kurtis Blow,
The Names,
Lalann,
Maleditus Sound,
the Soft Cell,
Jawbox,
a-ha,
Minny Pops,
The Seeds,
The Searchers,
Eden Ahbez,
Mark Hollis,
Avey Tare,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Deepchord,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Swans,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.