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 Slovenia and from Bologna.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Sound to the rap 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 Trumans Water. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Wake 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sexual Harrassment record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
The Zeros,
Audionom,
Ituana,
Sound Behaviour,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
the Fania All-Stars,
Parry Music,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hashim,
Pagans,
Minny Pops,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ken Boothe,
The United States of America,
Q65,
Scratch Acid,
Aloha Tigers,
Reagan Youth,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bush Tetras,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
the Bar-Kays,
The Stooges,
La Düsseldorf,
FM Einheit,
Peter & Gordon,
Porter Ricks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Saints,
Sight & Sound,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Cameo,
Minutemen,
Black Bananas,
Heaven 17,
Gong,
Godley & Creme,
Khruangbin,
Gichy Dan,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Underground Resistance,
The Birthday Party,
Avey Tare,
The Mummies,
CMW,
Rites of Spring,
Rapeman,
The Cramps,
Derrick May,
Gang Starr,
Arcadia,
Sandy B,
EPMD,
Nirvana,
Sällskapet,
K-Klass,
Pussy Galore,
B.T. Express,
Fela Kuti,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.