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 Lithuania and from Cairo.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Cure to the rap 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 Popol Vuh. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moby Grape record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
John Foxx,
The Birthday Party,
Nation of Ulysses,
Graham Central Station,
Eddi Front,
Prince Buster,
Nas,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Cal Tjader,
Archie Shepp,
Subhumans,
Guru Guru,
This Heat,
The Selecter,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bang On A Can,
Bluetip,
Joe Finger,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Invisible,
Ten City,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Crispian St. Peters,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Japan,
The Modern Lovers,
Animal Collective,
The Shadows of Knight,
Barbara Tucker,
The Trojans,
Maurizio,
Scott Walker,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Joey Negro,
Minnie Riperton,
The Saints,
Ultimate Spinach,
Radiopuhelimet,
Skaos,
8 Eyed Spy,
Warsaw,
Desert Stars,
Minutemen,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Second Layer,
Ludus,
Junior Murvin,
Lalann,
Ultra Naté,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Television,
Bobby Sherman,
June of 44,
Nik Kershaw,
Idris Muhammad,
Crash Course in Science,
The Leaves,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.