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 Dominican Republic and from Salvador.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Copenhagen.
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 marimba 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 New Age Steppers to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Louis and Bebe Barron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-102 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Intrusion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Country Teasers,
Maurizio,
Thee Headcoats,
Glenn Branca,
Icehouse,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Fugazi,
Wire,
Jimmy McGriff,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Camberwell Now,
Neil Young,
The Golliwogs,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Skatalites,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
D'Angelo,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gong,
Minny Pops,
Barbara Tucker,
Chris & Cosey,
Quando Quango,
Lyres,
Basic Channel,
Marvin Gaye,
The Names,
The Beau Brummels,
New Age Steppers,
Chrome,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Blues Magoos,
The Young Rascals,
Malaria!,
Ponytail,
Tubeway Army,
Sexual Harrassment,
Accadde A,
The Doors,
Marc Almond,
The Sonics,
Masters at Work,
Yaz,
The Slits,
The Victims,
The Seeds,
Spoonie Gee,
FM Einheit,
Eddi Front,
Animal Collective,
Ralphi Rosario,
Soulsonic Force,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rosa Yemen,
Pantaleimon,
Arcadia,
Outsiders,
Piero Umiliani,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Grass Roots,
Heaven 17,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.