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 Thailand and from New York.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Last Poets to the punk 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 The Move. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a L. Decosne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Barracudas,
Barrington Levy,
Tropical Tobacco,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Skarface,
Patti Smith,
Crime,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Mary Jane Girls,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Parry Music,
Bobby Byrd,
Gerry Rafferty,
New York Dolls,
The Trojans,
Rites of Spring,
Quantec,
Donny Hathaway,
The Walker Brothers,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Franke,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Janne Schatter,
U.S. Maple,
Gang of Four,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Swell Maps,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Donald Byrd,
Swans,
Magazine,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Misunderstood,
Deepchord,
Grey Daturas,
Basic Channel,
Black Moon,
Harmonia,
The Five Americans,
Ken Boothe,
Young Marble Giants,
Lalann,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Howard Jones,
Erykah Badu,
Anthony Braxton,
F. McDonald,
Slave,
K-Klass,
Roxette,
Radio Birdman,
Icehouse,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Amazonics,
Rod Modell,
Surgeon,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Arcadia,
Prince Buster,
Sandy B,
Steve Hackett,
Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz.
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.