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 Sri Lanka and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Litter to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ronnie Foster. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Motorama,
Make Up,
Sällskapet,
Slick Rick,
Pole,
Agitation Free,
Leonard Cohen,
Warsaw,
Josef K,
Dennis Brown,
Soul II Soul,
Harmonia,
Main Source,
Pulsallama,
Arab on Radar,
Isaac Hayes,
Young Marble Giants,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Gladiators,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gang of Four,
John Cale,
The Barracudas,
Anthony Braxton,
The Mojo Men,
Rapeman,
Cameo,
Graham Central Station,
The Blues Magoos,
Pantytec,
Skriet,
Godley & Creme,
Black Pus,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Standells,
Maurizio,
The Kinks,
Loose Ends,
Dead Boys,
Suicide,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Residents,
Surgeon,
Mad Mike,
Youth Brigade,
Animal Collective,
The Gap Band,
Eli Mardock,
Monks,
June of 44,
Marine Girls,
Lucky Dragons,
Crispian St. Peters,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Drive Like Jehu,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
China Crisis,
The Motions,
Eddi Front,
The Victims, The Victims, The Victims, The Victims.
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.