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 Equatorial Guinea and from Houston.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Woodstock.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Section 25 to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All Echo & the Bunnymen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every R.M.O. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
48th St. Collective,
Mr. Review,
Hardrive,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jacques Brel,
L. Decosne,
Average White Band,
Fad Gadget,
MC5,
Los Fastidios,
Radiohead,
Joe Finger,
Thompson Twins,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Skatalites,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Barbara Tucker,
X-102,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Red Krayola,
Chris Corsano,
Black Bananas,
Todd Terry,
Pantaleimon,
Minor Threat,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Roger Hodgson,
Vainqueur,
Franke,
Bang On A Can,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pagans,
Warren Ellis,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Scientists,
Chrome,
Robert Görl,
Bill Wells,
Gang Green,
Boogie Down Productions,
Oneida,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Guru Guru,
Cal Tjader,
John Cale,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Star Department,
The Monochrome Set,
Tom Boy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Seeds,
Lou Reed,
Tears for Fears,
Todd Rundgren,
Warsaw,
Fatback Band,
Joensuu 1685,
Main Source,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs.
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.