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 Norway and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Curtis Mayfield to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All Gang Gang Dance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
UT,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Agent Orange,
Gong,
Ultra Naté,
Jerry's Kids,
Mary Jane Girls,
Avey Tare,
Glambeats Corp.,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Can,
Kurtis Blow,
Icehouse,
Public Enemy,
Section 25,
Loose Ends,
Jandek,
Arcadia,
The Angels of Light,
Eddi Front,
Aloha Tigers,
Mandrill,
Juan Atkins,
Sex Pistols,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
T. Rex,
Camberwell Now,
Bobby Womack,
Half Japanese,
Sixth Finger,
Lalann,
Television,
Nils Olav,
Electric Prunes,
Altered Images,
Minnie Riperton,
Procol Harum,
Cymande,
Lindisfarne,
Flipper,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gabor Szabo,
Fad Gadget,
Pierre Henry,
The Monochrome Set,
Dawn Penn,
Soul Sonic Force,
Von Mondo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Eric Dolphy,
Adolescents,
Mo-Dettes,
Brothers Johnson,
The Mummies,
The Mojo Men,
Whodini,
Animal Collective,
The Gap Band,
Alice Coltrane,
Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi.
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.