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 Kenya and from Toronto.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Shadows of Knight to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Beasts of Bourbon. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magazine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
Fear,
Pierre Henry,
Ituana,
The Five Americans,
Leonard Cohen,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
kango's stein massive,
Quantec,
Country Teasers,
Bush Tetras,
Tropical Tobacco,
Skriet,
The Beau Brummels,
Agitation Free,
Cecil Taylor,
The Index,
Y Pants,
Intrusion,
Jandek,
Kenny Larkin,
One Last Wish,
Easy Going,
Donald Byrd,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Wolf Eyes,
Groovy Waters,
Rotary Connection,
Excepter,
Roger Hodgson,
Public Image Ltd.,
Hasil Adkins,
Sarah Menescal,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Girls At Our Best!,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pantaleimon,
Duran Duran,
Ultimate Spinach,
Can,
A Certain Ratio,
Joensuu 1685,
Livin' Joy,
Average White Band,
Technova,
Talk Talk,
Scan 7,
Aaron Thompson,
Grauzone,
Pantytec,
Derrick May,
Con Funk Shun,
Sparks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Music Machine,
Amazonics,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Negative Approach,
Albert Ayler,
Flipper,
The Shadows of Knight,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.