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 Tuvalu and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 sitar 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 Ossler to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Enemy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Anthony Braxton,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Juan Atkins,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Amon Düül,
Todd Rundgren,
Arthur Verocai,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Crooked Eye,
Blossom Toes,
Danielle Patucci,
The Standells,
Toni Rubio,
The Fire Engines,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Music Machine,
Henry Cow,
Pulsallama,
Symarip,
Derrick Morgan,
Young Marble Giants,
The Residents,
Au Pairs,
Kurtis Blow,
New Age Steppers,
Sex Pistols,
The Monochrome Set,
Matthew Halsall,
Joe Smooth,
the Normal,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Cowsills,
Zapp,
the Fania All-Stars,
X-101,
Joensuu 1685,
Monolake,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Outsiders,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Fat Boys,
Eve St. Jones,
Black Sheep,
The Litter,
Todd Terry,
X-Ray Spex,
a-ha,
10cc,
Neu!,
Davy DMX,
Kaleidoscope,
Guru Guru,
John Cale,
Metal Thangz,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Electric Prunes,
The United States of America,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.