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 Kuwait and from Manchester.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 sitar 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 Desert Stars to the grime 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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masters at Work record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Vogues,
Scott Walker,
Avey Tare,
Donald Byrd,
Patti Smith,
Ossler,
Public Enemy,
Dual Sessions,
The Five Americans,
The Searchers,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Joey Negro,
Simply Red,
Sonic Youth,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Little Man,
Technova,
Erasure,
Scrapy,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Junior Murvin,
Alison Limerick,
Bobby Byrd,
Josef K,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
John Lydon,
Siglo XX,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ultravox,
DNA,
Rites of Spring,
Scratch Acid,
MC5,
Lower 48,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The United States of America,
Black Flag,
The Sonics,
Ultimate Spinach,
New Age Steppers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Saccharine Trust,
Boredoms,
Bill Wells,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Man Parrish,
Kaleidoscope,
Massinfluence,
AZ,
The Buckinghams,
Bootsy Collins,
Rapeman,
Crime,
Hoover,
Shuggie Otis,
Pylon,
Lebanon Hanover,
Section 25,
Circle Jerks,
Bobby Sherman,
Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus.
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.