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 Peru and from Seoul.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 PIL 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 The Happenings. All the underground hits.
All Strawberry Alarm Clock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
Judy Mowatt,
Crash Course in Science,
Terry Callier,
Piero Umiliani,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Das Ding,
Deadbeat,
Glenn Branca,
Juan Atkins,
John Cale,
K-Klass,
the Association,
Sonny Sharrock,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Modern Lovers,
The Young Rascals,
The Cosmic Jokers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Slackers,
Young Marble Giants,
Soul II Soul,
June of 44,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sun Ra,
Sparks,
Flamin' Groovies,
Icehouse,
The Gap Band,
Wings,
The Smiths,
The Star Department,
Barbara Tucker,
Youth Brigade,
Pulsallama,
Siglo XX,
Dennis Brown,
Moby Grape,
Infiniti,
Lalann,
Radiohead,
Lindisfarne,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Oblivians,
T.S.O.L.,
Grey Daturas,
Little Man,
Vainqueur,
Marcia Griffiths,
Popol Vuh,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Wolf Eyes,
Circle Jerks,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Flipper,
Scott Walker,
Easy Going,
Television,
The Gories,
Robert Wyatt,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.