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 Fiji and from Jakarta.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Victims to the jazz 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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
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,
Todd Rundgren,
The Busters,
Young Marble Giants,
The Cramps,
Unwound,
Gang Green,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mantronix,
Dennis Brown,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Jacques Brel,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Basic Channel,
Rufus Thomas,
Average White Band,
Blake Baxter,
Public Image Ltd.,
Matthew Halsall,
The Shadows of Knight,
Donny Hathaway,
Rekid,
Absolute Body Control,
Avey Tare,
Crash Course in Science,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
Loose Ends,
Panda Bear,
Magma,
Arthur Verocai,
Gong,
Jeru the Damaja,
Andrew Hill,
Drexciya,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ultra Naté,
The Buckinghams,
Jesper Dahlback,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Fatback Band,
Nico,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Fuzztones,
Inner City,
Alphaville,
The Cure,
Robert Görl,
D'Angelo,
Interpol,
Danielle Patucci,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Gun Club,
Cecil Taylor,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sarah Menescal,
Eric Copeland,
Quadrant,
Popol Vuh,
10cc,
James White and The Blacks,
Bobbi Humphrey,
John Holt, John Holt, John Holt, John Holt.
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.