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 Tonga and from Jakarta.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Dead Boys to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pere Ubu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
Arcadia,
Agent Orange,
Sonic Youth,
Pussy Galore,
Rakim,
Tears for Fears,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Guru Guru,
Smog,
Todd Terry,
Skriet,
Janne Schatter,
Sex Pistols,
Gang Starr,
The Saints,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Traffic Nightmare,
Al Stewart,
Toni Rubio,
Cybotron,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Minutemen,
Man Parrish,
Robert Hood,
Cecil Taylor,
Livin' Joy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bizarre Inc.,
Wolf Eyes,
Stockholm Monsters,
the Normal,
Gong,
The Knickerbockers,
Kerri Chandler,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
X-101,
FM Einheit,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Motorama,
The Standells,
World's Most,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
X-Ray Spex,
Bobbi Humphrey,
A Certain Ratio,
Agitation Free,
Camberwell Now,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Erasure,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Leaves,
Barrington Levy,
Don Cherry,
Crooked Eye,
Rosa Yemen,
Lalann,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sandy B,
Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio.
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.