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 San Marino and from Stockholm.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 spring reverb 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 The J.B.'s to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maurizio,
Maleditus Sound,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Rapeman,
The Cramps,
Absolute Body Control,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Blues Magoos,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Music Machine,
Blake Baxter,
Sister Nancy,
Agitation Free,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
48th St. Collective,
Unwound,
Minny Pops,
Aaron Thompson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mantronix,
The Evens,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Soulsonic Force,
Yazoo,
K-Klass,
Junior Murvin,
Black Moon,
Make Up,
Mo-Dettes,
Reagan Youth,
Donny Hathaway,
Yellowson,
Trumans Water,
Grauzone,
the Sonics,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Kas Product,
Pulsallama,
Suicide,
Amon Düül II,
Jeff Lynne,
Porter Ricks,
Moby Grape,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Victims,
B.T. Express,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Underground Resistance,
The New Christs,
The Standells,
Fad Gadget,
The Divine Comedy,
The Residents,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Trojans,
Severed Heads,
Nik Kershaw,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Techniques,
The Wake,
Lebanon Hanover,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators.
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.