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 Bahrain and from Lyon.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar 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 Tim Buckley to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a a-ha record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Los Fastidios,
The Slits,
The Mummies,
Soft Cell,
Kaleidoscope,
The Evens,
Scion,
The Gun Club,
Roxy Music,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sun City Girls,
Derrick Morgan,
Cybotron,
Althea and Donna,
The Alarm Clocks,
Jacques Brel,
Animal Collective,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gregory Isaacs,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
the Sonics,
Drexciya,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Michelle Simonal,
Scratch Acid,
Parry Music,
The Knickerbockers,
Bad Manners,
Public Enemy,
Saccharine Trust,
Archie Shepp,
Tomorrow,
Sparks,
Jacob Miller,
The Pop Group,
Jawbox,
Dennis Brown,
Tim Buckley,
the Soft Cell,
Matthew Bourne,
Das Ding,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Judy Mowatt,
Man Eating Sloth,
Dave Gahan,
Patti Smith,
Skaos,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Alton Ellis,
Delta 5,
D'Angelo,
The Electric Prunes,
Tubeway Army,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Aloha Tigers,
Carl Craig,
Moby Grape,
Wally Richardson,
The Durutti Column,
T. Rex,
Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads.
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.