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 Lesotho and from London.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mumbai.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Zero Boys to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Rites of Spring. All the underground hits.
All Depeche Mode tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Beasts of Bourbon,
This Heat,
The Moody Blues,
The Beau Brummels,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Silicon Teens,
the Human League,
The Zeros,
John Coltrane,
Radiohead,
Quadrant,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Essential Logic,
The Misunderstood,
The Remains,
Scratch Acid,
The Knickerbockers,
The Residents,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sister Nancy,
Agitation Free,
Porter Ricks,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Graham Central Station,
Kerri Chandler,
Glenn Branca,
Swell Maps,
Marcia Griffiths,
D'Angelo,
The Monochrome Set,
Scientists,
the Germs,
E-Dancer,
Chrome,
Brick,
Lou Christie,
The Selecter,
The Motions,
Gil Scott Heron,
Eden Ahbez,
Barrington Levy,
Magazine,
Skaos,
Sixth Finger,
Eurythmics,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Grass Roots,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Archie Shepp,
Ronnie Foster,
Bizarre Inc.,
Nils Olav,
Sight & Sound,
Angry Samoans,
Drexciya,
Ultimate Spinach,
Fat Boys,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.