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 Oman and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Bang On A Can to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
John Foxx,
Angry Samoans,
The Sisters of Mercy,
John Cale,
Average White Band,
Moby Grape,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Fortunes,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Patti Smith,
Young Marble Giants,
Henry Cow,
Sun Ra,
Ronan,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
the Slits,
Cluster,
Bill Wells,
Agitation Free,
The Evens,
Bob Dylan,
Fear,
The Happenings,
Model 500,
Sister Nancy,
Sly & The Family Stone,
China Crisis,
Duran Duran,
Byron Stingily,
Jeru the Damaja,
Youth Brigade,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Pharoah Sanders,
The New Christs,
cv313,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cal Tjader,
Crash Course in Science,
Jeff Mills,
Big Daddy Kane,
Mad Mike,
The Cure,
Rotary Connection,
Kaleidoscope,
Y Pants,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Index,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ten City,
The Leaves,
The Modern Lovers,
Subhumans,
Adolescents,
Archie Shepp,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bobby Sherman,
Minor Threat,
K-Klass,
the Soft Cell,
Johnny Clarke,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.