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 Guyana and from Seoul.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lille.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 CMW to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Khruangbin. All the underground hits.
All The Star Department tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
The Leaves,
Eric Copeland,
Altered Images,
Cameo,
Lebanon Hanover,
Cecil Taylor,
Swell Maps,
Graham Central Station,
Davy DMX,
The Dave Clark Five,
Tim Buckley,
48th St. Collective,
Young Marble Giants,
Massinfluence,
Rakim,
Warren Ellis,
Moby Grape,
The Knickerbockers,
The Zeros,
Section 25,
The New Christs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Misunderstood,
Lucky Dragons,
The Gories,
Royal Trux,
Fatback Band,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Connie Case,
Scan 7,
These Immortal Souls,
Dark Day,
Nas,
Pussy Galore,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Dirtbombs,
John Holt,
Oblivians,
Deadbeat,
Harmonia,
the Human League,
Iggy Pop,
Dennis Brown,
Albert Ayler,
The Cure,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Beau Brummels,
Crime,
Wire,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Khruangbin,
The Raincoats,
Rosa Yemen,
The Grass Roots,
Amon Düül II,
Mad Mike,
Marmalade,
The Techniques,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Blackbyrds,
Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne.
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.