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 St Lucia and from Paris.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Harpers Bizarre to the rock 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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ponytail,
Nas,
Suburban Knight,
The Golliwogs,
The Monks,
UT,
Eden Ahbez,
Idris Muhammad,
10cc,
Ten City,
Todd Rundgren,
The Knickerbockers,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ralphi Rosario,
Aloha Tigers,
Sight & Sound,
Flipper,
Brass Construction,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Dirtbombs,
Sun Ra,
Rites of Spring,
Country Teasers,
Matthew Bourne,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Fall,
Talk Talk,
X-102,
Kurtis Blow,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Doors,
Grauzone,
Mad Mike,
The Red Krayola,
Agitation Free,
Barry Ungar,
The Zeros,
Buzzcocks,
ABC,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Janne Schatter,
Roxy Music,
The Five Americans,
The Victims,
Niagra,
Marmalade,
John Foxx,
Barrington Levy,
Kenny Larkin,
Don Cherry,
The Pop Group,
Dawn Penn,
Lyres,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Donny Hathaway,
Quadrant,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lou Christie,
Bill Wells,
Animal Collective,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.