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 Jordan and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the güiro 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 DeepChord presents Echospace to the punk 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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anthony Braxton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
The Blackbyrds,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Marine Girls,
Mo-Dettes,
Gerry Rafferty,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Andrew Hill,
Josef K,
The Barracudas,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Yellowson,
The Walker Brothers,
Jacques Brel,
Lakeside,
Pussy Galore,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Saints,
Wings,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Dual Sessions,
Lou Reed,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Goldenarms,
Tom Boy,
Sex Pistols,
R.M.O.,
Public Enemy,
Alton Ellis,
Qualms,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Leaves,
Wally Richardson,
Cybotron,
Negative Approach,
Lindisfarne,
Brothers Johnson,
Y Pants,
Deakin,
The Dirtbombs,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Albert Ayler,
Youth Brigade,
Crime,
China Crisis,
Faust,
The Toasters,
Slick Rick,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Stetsasonic,
Charles Mingus,
Anakelly,
Dark Day,
Freddie Wadling,
Buzzcocks,
Tubeway Army,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Bar-Kays,
Matthew Halsall,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.