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 Afghanistan and from Manila.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the oboe 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 Angry Samoans 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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Excepter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Simply Red,
Marvin Gaye,
Amazonics,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
48th St. Collective,
Patti Smith,
Mars,
James White and The Blacks,
Gang Green,
Ludus,
Chris Corsano,
The Saints,
Dark Day,
X-102,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sun Ra,
Silicon Teens,
The Victims,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bang On A Can,
David Bowie,
Leonard Cohen,
Groovy Waters,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Symarip,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Fortunes,
Lyres,
Ken Boothe,
Sexual Harrassment,
Derrick May,
Sällskapet,
the Human League,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Bronski Beat,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Janne Schatter,
MC5,
Siglo XX,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pulsallama,
Johnny Clarke,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eden Ahbez,
Stockholm Monsters,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kas Product,
The Zeros,
Joey Negro,
Ultravox,
Ralphi Rosario,
Warren Ellis,
The Happenings,
Lucky Dragons,
Joensuu 1685,
Roxy Music,
John Holt,
the Swans, the Swans, the Swans, the Swans.
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.