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 Gabon and from Milan.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 harpsichord 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra to the crunk 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 Peanut Butter Conspiracy. All the underground hits.
All Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Fugs,
The Angels of Light,
John Holt,
The Cramps,
Grey Daturas,
Public Enemy,
The Victims,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Laurel Aitken,
Groovy Waters,
Sun Ra,
Donald Byrd,
Flash Fearless,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Dual Sessions,
Scratch Acid,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
F. McDonald,
David McCallum,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Albert Ayler,
Yazoo,
Jeff Lynne,
Skarface,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
U.S. Maple,
Jandek,
Eve St. Jones,
Essential Logic,
Cecil Taylor,
Porter Ricks,
Swans,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Loose Ends,
Alphaville,
Mr. Review,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bob Dylan,
X-101,
Amazonics,
Joensuu 1685,
The Litter,
Au Pairs,
Deakin,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
DJ Sneak,
The Selecter,
Fela Kuti,
Neu!,
Dennis Brown,
Idris Muhammad,
Gregory Isaacs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Remains,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lalann,
the Swans,
The Electric Prunes,
Blake Baxter,
Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson.
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.