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 Niger and from Halifax.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 Anthony Braxton to the grunge 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 Subhumans. All the underground hits.
All Glenn Branca tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec 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 clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Gladiators,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Moleskins,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Selecter,
Brothers Johnson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Blake Baxter,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ohio Players,
Saccharine Trust,
Cal Tjader,
Organ,
Arcadia,
kango's stein massive,
Avey Tare,
X-Ray Spex,
Connie Case,
The Gories,
Supertramp,
The Standells,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gang Starr,
Sparks,
Average White Band,
Tubeway Army,
Simply Red,
Sound Behaviour,
Piero Umiliani,
Grey Daturas,
The Index,
Amon Düül II,
Bootsy Collins,
Lyres,
Freddie Wadling,
Black Sheep,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sugar Minott,
Stiv Bators,
Porter Ricks,
Pantytec,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Doors,
The Alarm Clocks,
Joy Division,
Soft Cell,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jeff Mills,
Model 500,
Sixth Finger,
Rotary Connection,
Pole,
Colin Newman,
Bronski Beat,
The Buckinghams,
Marcia Griffiths,
Chris Corsano,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.