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 Zimbabwe and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Aloha Tigers to the electroclash 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 The Fugs. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Make Up record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Star Department,
The Mojo Men,
Buzzcocks,
Soft Cell,
These Immortal Souls,
The Skatalites,
The Human League,
Television Personalities,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Blackbyrds,
Boredoms,
The United States of America,
The Pretty Things,
T. Rex,
The Five Americans,
Eve St. Jones,
Tears for Fears,
The Walker Brothers,
Wolf Eyes,
Dual Sessions,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
DJ Sneak,
Sun City Girls,
Excepter,
John Holt,
Vladislav Delay,
The Fortunes,
Black Flag,
Colin Newman,
Rapeman,
Ralphi Rosario,
Von Mondo,
Donny Hathaway,
The Gories,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Michelle Simonal,
Freddie Wadling,
The J.B.'s,
D'Angelo,
Eurythmics,
Wings,
Idris Muhammad,
Tim Buckley,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Victims,
Black Pus,
Delon & Dalcan,
Dead Boys,
Schoolly D,
Grauzone,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
James White and The Blacks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Duran Duran,
Popol Vuh,
Neil Young,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Unrelated Segments,
Todd Rundgren,
Siglo XX,
Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe.
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.