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 Korea North and from Delhi.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 CMW to the disco 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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Pus,
Stetsasonic,
FM Einheit,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Boz Scaggs,
Lightning Bolt,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Isaac Hayes,
Harry Pussy,
Carl Craig,
The Stooges,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rhythm & Sound,
Althea and Donna,
Bush Tetras,
Warsaw,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ludus,
Gang of Four,
Brand Nubian,
Aloha Tigers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Desert Stars,
Roxy Music,
Grauzone,
The Dave Clark Five,
Rod Modell,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Fluxion,
Sällskapet,
Angry Samoans,
Kurtis Blow,
Minny Pops,
Derrick May,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Saccharine Trust,
Man Parrish,
Essential Logic,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Aural Exciters,
Letta Mbulu,
The Gun Club,
Franke,
Robert Hood,
Eli Mardock,
Tim Buckley,
Ralphi Rosario,
Young Marble Giants,
Kenny Larkin,
the Swans,
Yusef Lateef,
KRS-One,
Black Moon,
Chris & Cosey,
The Raincoats,
Prince Buster,
Zero Boys,
Arthur Verocai,
Intrusion,
Alison Limerick,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.