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 Cape Verde and from Lagos.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 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 Ultimate Spinach to the techno 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 Jesper Dahlbäck. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sisters of Mercy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Rites of Spring,
Television Personalities,
Terry Callier,
Excepter,
Deakin,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
David Bowie,
Blancmange,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Tremeloes,
Pagans,
Todd Terry,
Sound Behaviour,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Carl Craig,
James Chance & The Contortions,
OOIOO,
Sugar Minott,
Nirvana,
The Doors,
Thompson Twins,
Soulsonic Force,
Gerry Rafferty,
Saccharine Trust,
Judy Mowatt,
The Doobie Brothers,
Yusef Lateef,
Liliput,
Rakim,
Archie Shepp,
In Retrospect,
Nick Fraelich,
Marc Almond,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Residents,
Mark Hollis,
Section 25,
Echospace,
Lightning Bolt,
Ken Boothe,
Tim Buckley,
The Blues Magoos,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Janne Schatter,
Amon Düül,
Toni Rubio,
CMW,
Glenn Branca,
Joy Division,
Quantec,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Offenders,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Unwound,
Grey Daturas,
Sight & Sound,
Beasts of Bourbon,
T. Rex,
The Walker Brothers,
Sarah Menescal,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
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.