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 Cambodia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Gong to the crunk 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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All The Fugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vainqueur record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bang on a Can All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Index,
Eve St. Jones,
Gil Scott Heron,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fluxion,
The Barracudas,
This Heat,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Nik Kershaw,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Dirtbombs,
The Mummies,
Kenny Larkin,
Monks,
Black Bananas,
Eric Copeland,
The Electric Prunes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Patti Smith,
Lower 48,
Bad Manners,
the Association,
Kerri Chandler,
MDC,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jacques Brel,
Unwound,
The Seeds,
Jimmy McGriff,
Altered Images,
Little Man,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Grey Daturas,
Dennis Brown,
Josef K,
Marcia Griffiths,
the Human League,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Flipper,
DJ Style,
Massinfluence,
The Slackers,
Q65,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
X-102,
Stereo Dub,
Sixth Finger,
Gang Starr,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Absolute Body Control,
Moss Icon,
Dave Gahan,
the Sonics,
Ice-T,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Franke,
Max Romeo,
The Alarm Clocks,
Nick Fraelich,
Al Stewart,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.