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 Romania and from Manila.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 synthesizer 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 Derrick Morgan to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Stiv Bators. All the underground hits.
All Anthony Braxton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rotary Connection,
Erasure,
Sixth Finger,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
the Germs,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Fall,
Interpol,
Public Enemy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Beau Brummels,
Patti Smith,
Fugazi,
The Young Rascals,
The Saints,
EPMD,
Panda Bear,
Bootsy Collins,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Fat Boys,
Stereo Dub,
Vainqueur,
Popol Vuh,
Arcadia,
DJ Sneak,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Mars,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Glenn Branca,
Wasted Youth,
Guru Guru,
Index,
Reagan Youth,
The Remains,
Kenny Larkin,
The Kinks,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rod Modell,
FM Einheit,
Roxy Music,
Crooked Eye,
Drive Like Jehu,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ohio Players,
This Heat,
Fear,
Bobby Sherman,
Alison Limerick,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Slick Rick,
Section 25,
Skaos,
H. Thieme,
Cheater Slicks,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Human League,
Rekid,
The Names,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.