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 Tonga and from Accra.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 linndrum 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Freddie Wadling. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marcia Griffiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Big Daddy Kane,
ABC,
Eric Dolphy,
Organ,
The Music Machine,
Barry Ungar,
Toni Rubio,
Roxette,
MDC,
Livin' Joy,
Ronan,
Rhythm & Sound,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lucky Dragons,
Scientists,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Cheater Slicks,
Bush Tetras,
Nas,
Barrington Levy,
Marc Almond,
Fat Boys,
Charles Mingus,
The Raincoats,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bang On A Can,
Max Romeo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Joe Finger,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Pagans,
Bill Near,
Ituana,
Chris Corsano,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Tres Demented,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
the Sonics,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lee Hazlewood,
Lower 48,
Trumans Water,
The Buckinghams,
Adolescents,
Echospace,
cv313,
The Fortunes,
Brick,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Count Five,
Silicon Teens,
10cc,
Robert Görl,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape.
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.