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 Peru and from Philadelphia.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
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 Judy Mowatt to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Saccharine Trust. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every D'Angelo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly 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?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
John Coltrane,
Tropical Tobacco,
John Holt,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Barclay James Harvest,
Fatback Band,
Skarface,
Heaven 17,
Ponytail,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Deadbeat,
The Wake,
The Vogues,
Alphaville,
Tres Demented,
X-Ray Spex,
Derrick Morgan,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lucky Dragons,
Grauzone,
Urselle,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pussy Galore,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Yellowson,
Dave Gahan,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Camberwell Now,
Rotary Connection,
Hashim,
Magazine,
The Knickerbockers,
Eyeless In Gaza,
New York Dolls,
Soul II Soul,
Fad Gadget,
These Immortal Souls,
Eric Dolphy,
The Residents,
Rod Modell,
The Fall,
The Slackers,
Jeru the Damaja,
Q and Not U,
Underground Resistance,
Circle Jerks,
Patti Smith,
Bob Dylan,
Drive Like Jehu,
Chris & Cosey,
Severed Heads,
Black Pus,
Cheater Slicks,
Chris Corsano,
Agitation Free,
The Dead C,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Piero Umiliani,
The Golliwogs,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Brick, Brick, Brick, Brick.
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.