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 Grenada and from New York.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Man Eating Sloth to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a U.S. Maple record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Los Fastidios,
Delon & Dalcan,
Zero Boys,
Alison Limerick,
The Zeros,
Joyce Sims,
Andrew Hill,
Main Source,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Drive Like Jehu,
Malaria!,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Gang of Four,
Sixth Finger,
Ossler,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Stooges,
L. Decosne,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rekid,
Lalann,
Soft Cell,
Joey Negro,
Parry Music,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marcia Griffiths,
Supertramp,
Ice-T,
Alphaville,
The Wake,
Tres Demented,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Kerrie Biddell,
Johnny Osbourne,
Hardrive,
Altered Images,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Television,
The Alarm Clocks,
Susan Cadogan,
Minny Pops,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Seeds,
Jerry's Kids,
New Age Steppers,
The New Christs,
Agitation Free,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rufus Thomas,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
X-102,
The Standells,
Bootsy Collins,
Roy Ayers,
Das Ding,
The Golliwogs,
Heaven 17,
Excepter,
AZ,
Dennis Brown,
The Red Krayola,
The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues.
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.