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 Tajikistan and from Bremen.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
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 Heaven 17 to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marmalade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
Unwound,
CMW,
Funkadelic,
The Fall,
Graham Central Station,
The Electric Prunes,
Adolescents,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Searchers,
Cybotron,
Maurizio,
Bob Dylan,
Delta 5,
Excepter,
Sparks,
Crispian St. Peters,
Icehouse,
Black Sheep,
Leonard Cohen,
Porter Ricks,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
MDC,
Chris & Cosey,
X-101,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cameo,
Jacques Brel,
John Foxx,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Janne Schatter,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Evens,
Ludus,
The Names,
A Certain Ratio,
Cheater Slicks,
Newcleus,
Organ,
The Skatalites,
Echospace,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Laurel Aitken,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Intrusion,
Eden Ahbez,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Byron Stingily,
Mo-Dettes,
K-Klass,
The Knickerbockers,
The Misunderstood,
Niagra,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Godley & Creme,
Audionom,
The Slackers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Move,
D'Angelo,
The Real Kids,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.