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 China and from Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 marimba 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 Dual Sessions to the techno 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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.
All H. Thieme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers 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 clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
Anakelly,
X-102,
The Slits,
a-ha,
New Age Steppers,
Shuggie Otis,
Sight & Sound,
Bobby Byrd,
Silicon Teens,
Suicide,
The Fire Engines,
Tres Demented,
Archie Shepp,
Clear Light,
Gabor Szabo,
The Young Rascals,
Peter and Kerry,
Ohio Players,
Bluetip,
Pantaleimon,
Lalo Schifrin,
Loose Ends,
Tubeway Army,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
New Order,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Cramps,
Interpol,
Depeche Mode,
The Kinks,
Jacob Miller,
Fat Boys,
David Bowie,
The Happenings,
Andrew Hill,
Vladislav Delay,
Todd Rundgren,
Kurtis Blow,
The Buckinghams,
DJ Style,
Ralphi Rosario,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Busters,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
AZ,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
CMW,
Cecil Taylor,
The Fortunes,
Amon Düül,
Lower 48,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pylon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Spandau Ballet,
Erykah Badu,
The Misunderstood,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Masters at Work,
DNA,
The Sound,
Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith.
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.