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 Burkina and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 sitar 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 Sarah Menescal to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Doors. All the underground hits.
All Boredoms 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 dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Newcleus,
Pantaleimon,
Surgeon,
Alice Coltrane,
Von Mondo,
Con Funk Shun,
The Seeds,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Buckinghams,
Albert Ayler,
The Index,
Terry Callier,
Tom Boy,
Section 25,
Cal Tjader,
Groovy Waters,
Howard Jones,
Jimmy McGriff,
Agent Orange,
Flash Fearless,
Monks,
Young Marble Giants,
Vainqueur,
Connie Case,
Blake Baxter,
The United States of America,
Kaleidoscope,
The Move,
The Alarm Clocks,
Scan 7,
The Trojans,
A Certain Ratio,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Loose Ends,
The Names,
Peter and Kerry,
Sonny Sharrock,
Nick Fraelich,
Steve Hackett,
Brick,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Rakim,
Peter & Gordon,
Bush Tetras,
Ossler,
Funkadelic,
One Last Wish,
Lebanon Hanover,
Eric Dolphy,
Tommy Roe,
Yusef Lateef,
Schoolly D,
Morten Harket,
Soft Machine,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Cameo,
Pulsallama,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
X-101,
Metal Thangz,
Drexciya,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.