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 Philippines and from Glasgow.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 oboe 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 Albert Ayler 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 Real Kids. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June of 44,
the Association,
Ten City,
The Monks,
The Trojans,
Laurel Aitken,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Flesh Eaters,
Throbbing Gristle,
Iggy Pop,
La Düsseldorf,
The Velvet Underground,
Arcadia,
Simply Red,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Donny Hathaway,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Dawn Penn,
The Smiths,
Delon & Dalcan,
CMW,
Lou Reed,
Nick Fraelich,
The United States of America,
Crime,
Wally Richardson,
Livin' Joy,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lebanon Hanover,
Josef K,
Ossler,
Outsiders,
The Fall,
KRS-One,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
This Heat,
The Knickerbockers,
UT,
FM Einheit,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Jandek,
Aaron Thompson,
The Happenings,
Hasil Adkins,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Five Americans,
Man Eating Sloth,
Schoolly D,
Cal Tjader,
Lower 48,
The Grass Roots,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Mummies,
The Cramps,
World's Most,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Colin Newman,
Swell Maps,
The Monochrome Set,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.