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 Ethiopia and from Houston.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Khruangbin to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Second Layer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
Hasil Adkins,
The Fire Engines,
Danielle Patucci,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sun Ra,
Yaz,
Lower 48,
Joyce Sims,
In Retrospect,
Underground Resistance,
The Residents,
The J.B.'s,
the Fania All-Stars,
Marine Girls,
Sun City Girls,
Ronan,
Lightning Bolt,
UT,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bang On A Can,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nation of Ulysses,
Arab on Radar,
the Swans,
Subhumans,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Crime,
Motorama,
Scrapy,
The Dirtbombs,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Knickerbockers,
AZ,
Dead Boys,
The Stooges,
The Happenings,
The Doobie Brothers,
Al Stewart,
Todd Terry,
Marc Almond,
Gichy Dan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
JFA,
John Holt,
Piero Umiliani,
Pagans,
Barrington Levy,
Hoover,
Sarah Menescal,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gastr Del Sol,
Yellowson,
Camouflage,
Mr. Review,
Bob Dylan,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Dawn Penn,
The Raincoats,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.