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 Switzerland and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Adolescents to the rap 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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liliput,
Scion,
The Pop Group,
The Doobie Brothers,
Bill Near,
The Beau Brummels,
Q and Not U,
Can,
Camberwell Now,
Shoche,
Dawn Penn,
Ronan,
Todd Terry,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Joensuu 1685,
The Alarm Clocks,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Jandek,
Stockholm Monsters,
Brick,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Moody Blues,
Janne Schatter,
Interpol,
Con Funk Shun,
Simply Red,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
48th St. Collective,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Tomorrow,
Nirvana,
cv313,
Urselle,
Hot Snakes,
MC5,
Sarah Menescal,
Jacques Brel,
Radio Birdman,
Morten Harket,
Black Flag,
Hoover,
Freddie Wadling,
The Index,
Mo-Dettes,
Anthony Braxton,
Public Enemy,
Gang Gang Dance,
Alphaville,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Newcleus,
Wire,
Metal Thangz,
Second Layer,
Fugazi,
Robert Hood,
Eli Mardock,
Crime,
The Martian,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Girls At Our Best!,
Man Parrish,
Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music.
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.