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 Iraq and from Milan.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
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 Smog 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 Althea and Donna. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin 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 theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Technova,
Jawbox,
Von Mondo,
Isaac Hayes,
The Neon Judgement,
Lungfish,
KRS-One,
Silicon Teens,
Scrapy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
cv313,
Chris Corsano,
Suburban Knight,
Lyres,
Connie Case,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Birthday Party,
Boredoms,
The Zeros,
Make Up,
Basic Channel,
Dual Sessions,
Aswad,
Soft Machine,
The Raincoats,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sparks,
Wasted Youth,
The Busters,
Joyce Sims,
Massinfluence,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ornette Coleman,
Glenn Branca,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Black Pus,
Arab on Radar,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Kinks,
Kurtis Blow,
X-Ray Spex,
Leonard Cohen,
Stereo Dub,
Warsaw,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
AZ,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Urselle,
PIL,
Smog,
Metal Thangz,
Ralphi Rosario,
Guru Guru,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.