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 Guinea and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 güiro 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 Trojans to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sam Rivers. All the underground hits.
All The Offenders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 The Cowsills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
Robert Hood,
Joy Division,
Cluster,
Rufus Thomas,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Carl Craig,
James White and The Blacks,
Unrelated Segments,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Sonics,
Kaleidoscope,
the Swans,
Alphaville,
The Detroit Cobras,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bobbi Humphrey,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Happenings,
the Association,
The Moleskins,
Cecil Taylor,
Negative Approach,
Crash Course in Science,
JFA,
X-101,
Bush Tetras,
Quadrant,
Audionom,
Glenn Branca,
Wire,
Black Flag,
Soulsonic Force,
Goldenarms,
Harry Pussy,
Be Bop Deluxe,
New Order,
Youth Brigade,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Toasters,
Leonard Cohen,
Stockholm Monsters,
Josef K,
Robert Wyatt,
Isaac Hayes,
Gil Scott Heron,
Scratch Acid,
Warsaw,
Chris & Cosey,
John Cale,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Dual Sessions,
The Moody Blues,
Arab on Radar,
The Seeds,
Public Enemy,
Ituana,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.