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 Guatemala and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and London.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Minutemen to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Peanut Butter Conspiracy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Smoke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unwound,
The Fire Engines,
Absolute Body Control,
Animal Collective,
Iggy Pop,
The Index,
Television,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Can,
Drive Like Jehu,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Leaves,
Black Flag,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Saccharine Trust,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Harry Pussy,
Donald Byrd,
Ultra Naté,
The Offenders,
Scratch Acid,
the Association,
Slick Rick,
Babytalk,
Janne Schatter,
Terrestrial Tones,
Television Personalities,
Howard Jones,
Mo-Dettes,
JFA,
Patti Smith,
Supertramp,
Todd Terry,
Wolf Eyes,
Q and Not U,
Silicon Teens,
The Happenings,
Lalann,
Desert Stars,
X-101,
Lakeside,
Al Stewart,
Derrick May,
Dawn Penn,
Porter Ricks,
These Immortal Souls,
Livin' Joy,
The Cramps,
Suburban Knight,
Gerry Rafferty,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Main Source,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Schoolly D,
The Fall,
Bauhaus,
Arcadia,
Kurtis Blow,
Marvin Gaye,
Mark Hollis,
Peter and Kerry,
One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish.
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.