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 Ukraine and from Edmonton.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the guitar 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 Delon & Dalcan to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.
All Ralphi Rosario tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Real Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Suicide,
H. Thieme,
LL Cool J,
The Kinks,
Moss Icon,
Slave,
Piero Umiliani,
The Knickerbockers,
In Retrospect,
The Barracudas,
Erykah Badu,
Swans,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Traffic Nightmare,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Last Poets,
Half Japanese,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Black Pus,
David Bowie,
Basic Channel,
Trumans Water,
Marmalade,
Reagan Youth,
Sister Nancy,
Joe Smooth,
Panda Bear,
Aloha Tigers,
Al Stewart,
CMW,
Ronan,
Masters at Work,
Ultimate Spinach,
Black Moon,
Gang Starr,
Donald Byrd,
Electric Prunes,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Newcleus,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Five Americans,
The Moleskins,
Ponytail,
Blake Baxter,
48th St. Collective,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Technova,
Andrew Hill,
Minnie Riperton,
Crime,
Motorama,
Crispian St. Peters,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
KRS-One,
Soft Machine,
Suburban Knight,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sound Behaviour,
Funky Four + One,
Eli Mardock,
Graham Central Station,
Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus.
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.