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 Serbia and from Seoul.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 linndrum 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 Yaz to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 These Immortal Souls. All the underground hits.
All Donald Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Idris Muhammad,
Sixth Finger,
Hardrive,
The Selecter,
Roxette,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Japan,
Barbara Tucker,
The Barracudas,
Goldenarms,
Mars,
Wire,
Half Japanese,
The Residents,
Cluster,
Bobby Sherman,
R.M.O.,
The J.B.'s,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gabor Szabo,
The American Breed,
Vainqueur,
the Slits,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Names,
Ultravox,
Gang Starr,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Anthony Braxton,
Kerri Chandler,
Chris Corsano,
Harpers Bizarre,
Maleditus Sound,
Lalann,
Supertramp,
The Alarm Clocks,
Jawbox,
Flamin' Groovies,
Angry Samoans,
Jerry's Kids,
The Move,
The Gap Band,
John Holt,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Adolescents,
Marshall Jefferson,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Terrestrial Tones,
Altered Images,
OOIOO,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Cheater Slicks,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Basic Channel,
Derrick Morgan,
Robert Wyatt,
Kerrie Biddell,
Laurel Aitken,
Bootsy Collins,
The Fugs,
Technova,
Wolf Eyes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood.
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.