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 Iran and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 theremin 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All Henry Cow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crispian St. Peters,
Suburban Knight,
James White and The Blacks,
One Last Wish,
The Mojo Men,
Rosa Yemen,
Moebius,
B.T. Express,
The Offenders,
John Lydon,
48th St. Collective,
The Move,
Brass Construction,
Marine Girls,
Dual Sessions,
Altered Images,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Knickerbockers,
Charles Mingus,
Fela Kuti,
Faraquet,
Bootsy Collins,
Cameo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Crispy Ambulance,
Gastr Del Sol,
Animal Collective,
Glambeats Corp.,
Saccharine Trust,
Scratch Acid,
Buzzcocks,
The Invisible,
The Motions,
The Moleskins,
Delta 5,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Association,
Public Enemy,
Rufus Thomas,
Brick,
Unwound,
X-Ray Spex,
Severed Heads,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Grey Daturas,
Inner City,
Royal Trux,
The Slackers,
June Days,
Sonic Youth,
Cheater Slicks,
World's Most,
Frankie Knuckles,
Duran Duran,
FM Einheit,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Interpol,
The Neon Judgement,
Barry Ungar,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.