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 Papua New Guinea and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Wire to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maurizio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wire,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Cure,
Gang Starr,
Television Personalities,
Jimmy McGriff,
LL Cool J,
Deakin,
The Raincoats,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Public Enemy,
The Move,
Minnie Riperton,
Gang Green,
Outsiders,
The Electric Prunes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Guru Guru,
Amazonics,
Monolake,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Mojo Men,
Radio Birdman,
China Crisis,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Moleskins,
Nico,
Mark Hollis,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Yaz,
Glenn Branca,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lalann,
the Association,
The Beau Brummels,
Grey Daturas,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Kayak,
The Techniques,
The Toasters,
Procol Harum,
Lyres,
Godley & Creme,
Goldenarms,
Jeff Mills,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bobby Womack,
Soft Machine,
The Fire Engines,
Al Stewart,
CMW,
The Slits,
Fifty Foot Hose,
John Foxx,
Fear,
KRS-One,
David Axelrod,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.