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 Peru and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lille.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Nirvana to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Selecter. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T. Rex 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
Robert Wyatt,
Eli Mardock,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Cowsills,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Modern Lovers,
Depeche Mode,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
One Last Wish,
The Vogues,
Goldenarms,
Harpers Bizarre,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Con Funk Shun,
Youth Brigade,
ABBA,
Soft Machine,
Davy DMX,
David Axelrod,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Eddi Front,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bob Dylan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Erykah Badu,
Sixth Finger,
Negative Approach,
The Litter,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
10cc,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
John Foxx,
Curtis Mayfield,
Minor Threat,
Deakin,
Lungfish,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lou Reed,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Tom Boy,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Saints,
Los Fastidios,
Symarip,
Livin' Joy,
John Cale,
Barrington Levy,
Delon & Dalcan,
Drive Like Jehu,
Icehouse,
Unrelated Segments,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sugar Minott,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Skatalites,
Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley.
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.