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 Germany and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
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 Television to the rock 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 the Slits. All the underground hits.
All OOIOO tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The New Christs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Anakelly,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Litter,
Thompson Twins,
the Association,
The Star Department,
Gichy Dan,
Peter & Gordon,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Leaves,
the Sonics,
Faust,
Susan Cadogan,
Gang of Four,
New York Dolls,
Khruangbin,
Cheater Slicks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lyres,
The Velvet Underground,
Carl Craig,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Vogues,
JFA,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Names,
Pharoah Sanders,
Spandau Ballet,
Magma,
Amazonics,
Jerry's Kids,
EPMD,
Maurizio,
In Retrospect,
Kurtis Blow,
Marshall Jefferson,
Minnie Riperton,
Gregory Isaacs,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Nation of Ulysses,
Jesper Dahlback,
June Days,
Flash Fearless,
Royal Trux,
Janne Schatter,
The Music Machine,
Vainqueur,
Darondo,
Bill Wells,
Flipper,
The Human League,
Kas Product,
Can,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Gun Club,
Icehouse,
Camouflage,
Dawn Penn,
Ultra Naté,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Modern Lovers,
Saccharine Trust,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.