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 Sierra Leone and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 OOIOO to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All The Peanut Butter Conspiracy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blues Magoos,
Ludus,
The Dead C,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Qualms,
X-102,
The Remains,
Henry Cow,
The Index,
Basic Channel,
David Axelrod,
Vainqueur,
the Slits,
Panda Bear,
The Red Krayola,
Minny Pops,
Gong,
Spandau Ballet,
The Barracudas,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Move,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Organ,
ABBA,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Electric Prunes,
Lalann,
Easy Going,
Fatback Band,
Juan Atkins,
Amon Düül,
Faust,
Drive Like Jehu,
Niagra,
Kenny Larkin,
The Motions,
Marvin Gaye,
Grauzone,
Amon Düül II,
Spoonie Gee,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Robert Görl,
Wasted Youth,
The Skatalites,
Mandrill,
Siglo XX,
Blancmange,
U.S. Maple,
Sandy B,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Harry Pussy,
The Divine Comedy,
Dark Day,
Au Pairs,
Prince Buster,
Television Personalities,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ultimate Spinach,
Mark Hollis,
Sällskapet,
A Certain Ratio,
Symarip,
The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs.
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.