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 Nicaragua and from New York.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ 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 The Techniques to the electroclash 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 Sight & Sound. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin 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?
Index,
DNA,
Excepter,
The Names,
The Cramps,
Dark Day,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Infiniti,
Pierre Henry,
Arthur Verocai,
Cal Tjader,
Henry Cow,
Sparks,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Spoonie Gee,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Harmonia,
Fatback Band,
Iggy Pop,
The Flesh Eaters,
Nas,
In Retrospect,
Rapeman,
Model 500,
The American Breed,
Gregory Isaacs,
Amon Düül II,
Roy Ayers,
Peter and Kerry,
The Gap Band,
Joe Smooth,
Underground Resistance,
Matthew Bourne,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Girls At Our Best!,
Public Enemy,
The Durutti Column,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Techniques,
Half Japanese,
Anakelly,
Pharoah Sanders,
Wings,
Desert Stars,
The Golliwogs,
Steve Hackett,
the Association,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Marshall Jefferson,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Outsiders,
Lebanon Hanover,
Terrestrial Tones,
Robert Görl,
Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.
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.