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 Congo and from Copenhagen.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 a-ha to the electroclash 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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All Steve Hackett tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxy Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
The Zeros,
Fear,
The Cowsills,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Marvin Gaye,
Scion,
Jandek,
The Raincoats,
Curtis Mayfield,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Make Up,
Blossom Toes,
Bobby Womack,
Joyce Sims,
Icehouse,
The Blackbyrds,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Matthew Bourne,
Sister Nancy,
Eyeless In Gaza,
T.S.O.L.,
Mandrill,
The Fall,
Jerry's Kids,
Cameo,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Dawn Penn,
Hardrive,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Pantytec,
Al Stewart,
Skriet,
Juan Atkins,
Bad Manners,
Organ,
The Index,
CMW,
The Count Five,
The Cramps,
Little Man,
Marshall Jefferson,
Anakelly,
Silicon Teens,
Half Japanese,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Arcadia,
Fluxion,
Tomorrow,
Nils Olav,
Man Parrish,
The Pop Group,
The Moleskins,
The Slackers,
Stereo Dub,
Sixth Finger,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gastr Del Sol,
Animal Collective,
Los Fastidios,
Lower 48,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Franke,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare.
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.