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 Niger and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Minutemen to the jazz 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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC 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 mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Names record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barrington Levy,
Los Fastidios,
Flipper,
Nils Olav,
Swans,
Eric Copeland,
Sonny Sharrock,
World's Most,
Patti Smith,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Pantytec,
Unrelated Segments,
Tubeway Army,
The United States of America,
Kas Product,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bill Near,
Graham Central Station,
Gong,
Rapeman,
Moebius,
The Smiths,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Procol Harum,
The Vogues,
Inner City,
Bush Tetras,
Technova,
The Standells,
Das Ding,
Derrick Morgan,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Sonics,
The Blackbyrds,
Niagra,
Gang Starr,
The Evens,
Max Romeo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jerry's Kids,
Liliput,
The Slackers,
Pet Shop Boys,
Suburban Knight,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jawbox,
Chris & Cosey,
Roger Hodgson,
Soul II Soul,
The Dave Clark Five,
Buzzcocks,
Funky Four + One,
Angry Samoans,
Connie Case,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Birthday Party,
The Smoke,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Soft Cell,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.