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 Poland and from Toronto.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Dirtbombs to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
Peter and Kerry,
Porter Ricks,
Motorama,
A Certain Ratio,
The Pop Group,
The Monks,
Mark Hollis,
Bronski Beat,
The Shadows of Knight,
Camberwell Now,
Amon Düül,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wire,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Fortunes,
Freddie Wadling,
Ituana,
Nico,
Gabor Szabo,
Pet Shop Boys,
Pulsallama,
Sound Behaviour,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Smoke,
kango's stein massive,
Kurtis Blow,
The Moody Blues,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Toasters,
Lyres,
Bauhaus,
Jeff Mills,
Curtis Mayfield,
Leonard Cohen,
John Holt,
Public Image Ltd.,
Mandrill,
Soft Cell,
Altered Images,
X-102,
Bush Tetras,
PIL,
Kaleidoscope,
Jeff Lynne,
Crash Course in Science,
Todd Rundgren,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ultravox,
Amon Düül II,
Dawn Penn,
Cameo,
Kerri Chandler,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Knickerbockers,
Franke,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Misunderstood,
Japan,
Jacques Brel,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.