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 the UAE and from Taipei.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the marimba 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All These Immortal Souls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liliput record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
The Gun Club,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gerry Rafferty,
Half Japanese,
Nirvana,
Radiohead,
Sugar Minott,
Thompson Twins,
The Invisible,
Los Fastidios,
Crime,
Rhythm & Sound,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Chris Corsano,
Alton Ellis,
Kurtis Blow,
The Doobie Brothers,
Bang On A Can,
Morten Harket,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Smog,
Negative Approach,
Japan,
John Coltrane,
Electric Prunes,
Barrington Levy,
Gil Scott Heron,
Icehouse,
Amon Düül II,
L. Decosne,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Magma,
Aaron Thompson,
David Bowie,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Cosmic Jokers,
ABBA,
The Sound,
Loose Ends,
Intrusion,
Shoche,
Suburban Knight,
Dorothy Ashby,
Jesper Dahlback,
Eric Dolphy,
OOIOO,
Youth Brigade,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Hashim,
Spoonie Gee,
Pet Shop Boys,
Mad Mike,
Soul II Soul,
Deadbeat,
Dead Boys,
Shuggie Otis,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Modern Lovers,
Section 25,
The Misunderstood,
Angry Samoans,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.