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 Cape Verde and from Mexico City.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 organ 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the techno 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 Sex Pistols. All the underground hits.
All Shuggie Otis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxette record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Starr,
Eden Ahbez,
Joe Finger,
Cymande,
Peter & Gordon,
Barrington Levy,
Piero Umiliani,
Fluxion,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Laurel Aitken,
Procol Harum,
Drexciya,
Yellowson,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Pantaleimon,
Soft Machine,
John Holt,
Tom Boy,
Soul II Soul,
Ohio Players,
Nas,
Agent Orange,
Mantronix,
Motorama,
Drive Like Jehu,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Mandrill,
The Monochrome Set,
Moss Icon,
Au Pairs,
the Soft Cell,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Names,
Sun Ra,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bad Manners,
Can,
Swell Maps,
John Coltrane,
Neu!,
the Swans,
Ten City,
Ituana,
Fugazi,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Depeche Mode,
The Stooges,
Erasure,
David Bowie,
Mo-Dettes,
The Fortunes,
The Slackers,
Lightning Bolt,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Saccharine Trust,
The Selecter,
Jerry's Kids,
Bobby Byrd,
Dave Gahan,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Normal,
Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A.
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.