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 Andorra and from Toronto.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 David McCallum to the funk 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 Monolake. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Make Up,
Minny Pops,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Soft Machine,
Althea and Donna,
Oblivians,
Soul Sonic Force,
F. McDonald,
Charles Mingus,
Heaven 17,
AZ,
Sam Rivers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kayak,
Magma,
This Heat,
Nas,
Barry Ungar,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pylon,
Urselle,
Pagans,
Los Fastidios,
Metal Thangz,
Alphaville,
Absolute Body Control,
Gichy Dan,
The Saints,
The Trojans,
Barrington Levy,
Wolf Eyes,
Underground Resistance,
The Martian,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Flash Fearless,
Can,
Minutemen,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Angry Samoans,
Altered Images,
Robert Wyatt,
Crash Course in Science,
the Sonics,
Aaron Thompson,
The Durutti Column,
a-ha,
Thee Headcoats,
Bill Near,
X-102,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sister Nancy,
John Holt,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Danielle Patucci,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jandek,
Matthew Halsall,
Niagra,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.