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 Eritrea and from London.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 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 Gang of Four to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Moon 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
The Last Poets,
Jandek,
The Saints,
A Flock of Seagulls,
FM Einheit,
Dual Sessions,
Lightning Bolt,
Oblivians,
Prince Buster,
PIL,
The Skatalites,
Ultravox,
Darondo,
Oneida,
Mission of Burma,
Jeff Mills,
Letta Mbulu,
Vladislav Delay,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Grey Daturas,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Harry Pussy,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Rekid,
Johnny Osbourne,
Hasil Adkins,
Cybotron,
Essential Logic,
Black Moon,
The Black Dice,
Dennis Brown,
Das Ding,
Minny Pops,
Sam Rivers,
The Happenings,
The Count Five,
Todd Rundgren,
Lungfish,
Crash Course in Science,
Siglo XX,
the Association,
ABC,
Nik Kershaw,
David Axelrod,
Animal Collective,
Mad Mike,
The Barracudas,
Scratch Acid,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Busters,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Lucky Dragons,
Slick Rick,
The Alarm Clocks,
James White and The Blacks,
Mark Hollis,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.