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 Finland and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 chamberlin 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 Royal Family And The Poor 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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All Gang Green tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Wake,
Neil Young,
Quadrant,
Wire,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Deakin,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
ABC,
Ultravox,
Sun City Girls,
The J.B.'s,
Babytalk,
Electric Prunes,
The Martian,
Tubeway Army,
Scott Walker,
Can,
Sarah Menescal,
U.S. Maple,
Don Cherry,
Joyce Sims,
David McCallum,
Simply Red,
Nick Fraelich,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Severed Heads,
The Count Five,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sun Ra,
Yazoo,
The Dirtbombs,
Pierre Henry,
Freddie Wadling,
Wally Richardson,
Bob Dylan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ohio Players,
FM Einheit,
Deepchord,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Black Dice,
Moss Icon,
Intrusion,
Ralphi Rosario,
The United States of America,
Tropical Tobacco,
Nik Kershaw,
a-ha,
The Angels of Light,
Hot Snakes,
Chrome,
The Searchers,
Pulsallama,
The Stooges,
Television, Television, Television, Television.
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.