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 Albania and from Madrid.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Saccharine Trust to the grime 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 Angry Samoans. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo 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 marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Animal Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rapeman,
JFA,
Livin' Joy,
Bobby Womack,
The Modern Lovers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Velvet Underground,
The Barracudas,
Jeru the Damaja,
Skriet,
Rakim,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Warren Ellis,
Depeche Mode,
Young Marble Giants,
Public Image Ltd.,
Erykah Badu,
Gastr Del Sol,
Arcadia,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Barry Ungar,
Joensuu 1685,
Ultra Naté,
Lou Reed,
Porter Ricks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Chris & Cosey,
Maleditus Sound,
Average White Band,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Angry Samoans,
Jawbox,
Zapp,
Todd Rundgren,
Pere Ubu,
Stiv Bators,
Max Romeo,
Metal Thangz,
Roxy Music,
Dark Day,
The Red Krayola,
Blake Baxter,
The Real Kids,
Half Japanese,
OOIOO,
The Toasters,
Japan,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Deadbeat,
Suburban Knight,
Aswad,
The Kinks,
Section 25,
Stetsasonic,
Bobby Sherman,
John Holt,
The Remains,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Kerri Chandler,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.