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 Peru and from Madrid.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Accra.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare 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 Vogues to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Mo-Dettes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba 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 synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echospace,
Motorama,
Alice Coltrane,
Royal Trux,
Wings,
Alphaville,
Dennis Brown,
Young Marble Giants,
Interpol,
Skriet,
Barbara Tucker,
Ultravox,
Kayak,
The J.B.'s,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Standells,
The Modern Lovers,
Toni Rubio,
The Motions,
E-Dancer,
Soft Machine,
Scrapy,
Franke,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Smog,
Terrestrial Tones,
Television Personalities,
kango's stein massive,
Moby Grape,
Model 500,
Hasil Adkins,
Sonic Youth,
Fad Gadget,
Malaria!,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Japan,
Infiniti,
Amon Düül,
Parry Music,
Drexciya,
Aural Exciters,
Kool Moe Dee,
Index,
Stetsasonic,
the Germs,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Jacob Miller,
Delta 5,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Depeche Mode,
Yellowson,
Khruangbin,
Wolf Eyes,
Flipper,
X-102,
U.S. Maple,
Saccharine Trust,
The Star Department,
Yusef Lateef,
Pantytec,
Lou Christie,
Bush Tetras,
Y Pants,
Fela Kuti,
UT, UT, UT, UT.
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.