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 Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 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 disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
DJ Style,
Lower 48,
Howard Jones,
Robert Hood,
Sound Behaviour,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The United States of America,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
UT,
Funky Four + One,
The Fugs,
Cymande,
Japan,
Boogie Down Productions,
Nirvana,
Andrew Hill,
The Moleskins,
Bobby Sherman,
David Axelrod,
Kayak,
Easy Going,
the Normal,
Patti Smith,
MDC,
The Fall,
Lou Reed,
Gastr Del Sol,
Johnny Clarke,
Public Image Ltd.,
Smog,
Harpers Bizarre,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Dennis Brown,
Scratch Acid,
Suicide,
Lebanon Hanover,
John Coltrane,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Todd Terry,
The Sound,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Simply Red,
Nik Kershaw,
Eric B and Rakim,
Fear,
The Count Five,
Delon & Dalcan,
Skaos,
a-ha,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pet Shop Boys,
Franke,
DJ Sneak,
Magma,
The Dirtbombs,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Vogues,
Television Personalities,
OOIOO,
Dawn Penn,
Average White Band,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks.
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.