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 Kazakhstan and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Durutti Column to the crunk 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Camouflage,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sugar Minott,
Todd Terry,
Gang Green,
Jacob Miller,
The Slackers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Moss Icon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
This Heat,
Livin' Joy,
Eddi Front,
Subhumans,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Moody Blues,
Eurythmics,
Scientists,
Electric Prunes,
Lucky Dragons,
Monolake,
Sex Pistols,
MC5,
Sun Ra,
X-102,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ten City,
Dark Day,
The Dirtbombs,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
David Axelrod,
The Dave Clark Five,
Warren Ellis,
Ash Ra Tempel,
World's Most,
48th St. Collective,
Altered Images,
F. McDonald,
Lebanon Hanover,
Donny Hathaway,
L. Decosne,
Royal Trux,
Pierre Henry,
One Last Wish,
The Monochrome Set,
Derrick Morgan,
Gong,
Angry Samoans,
Crash Course in Science,
the Bar-Kays,
Junior Murvin,
Bluetip,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scratch Acid,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pulsallama,
Public Enemy,
Roxette,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.