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 Burkina and from Mumbai.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the 808 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 Brothers Johnson to the funk 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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marmalade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sad Lovers and Giants,
ABC,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Hoover,
Wings,
Ornette Coleman,
Unrelated Segments,
Alison Limerick,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The American Breed,
Circle Jerks,
World's Most,
Flash Fearless,
Can,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Zapp,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Avey Tare,
Scion,
Erykah Badu,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Dave Clark Five,
Fatback Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
Panda Bear,
Mark Hollis,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Birthday Party,
Radiopuhelimet,
Mission of Burma,
The Remains,
Jerry's Kids,
Lalann,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gong,
The Blues Magoos,
Stereo Dub,
D'Angelo,
Boz Scaggs,
Tomorrow,
Nirvana,
Radiohead,
The Dirtbombs,
The Five Americans,
The Martian,
The Fugs,
48th St. Collective,
Marine Girls,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Darondo,
MDC,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Guru Guru,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
John Lydon,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.