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 Azerbaijan and from Shanghai.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Archie Shepp to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Clear Light,
Grauzone,
Popol Vuh,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Motions,
K-Klass,
The Doors,
Gil Scott Heron,
Dead Boys,
Avey Tare,
The Busters,
Faraquet,
Bluetip,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Aloha Tigers,
The Offenders,
Ornette Coleman,
Vladislav Delay,
A Certain Ratio,
Jawbox,
Rod Modell,
Television Personalities,
Lower 48,
Model 500,
Tubeway Army,
Deakin,
Tomorrow,
Aural Exciters,
Scott Walker,
The Cure,
Drive Like Jehu,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Visage,
Dennis Brown,
Unrelated Segments,
The Seeds,
Matthew Bourne,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Technova,
Index,
Davy DMX,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bang On A Can,
Juan Atkins,
Bush Tetras,
Pet Shop Boys,
Jacob Miller,
Danielle Patucci,
Y Pants,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Byron Stingily,
Simply Red,
Intrusion,
Ultra Naté,
Jesper Dahlback,
Josef K,
LL Cool J,
Jimmy McGriff,
David Axelrod,
The Trojans,
Newcleus,
The Cramps,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.