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 Uganda and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 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 Jawbox to the jazz 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 The Beau Brummels. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Art Ensemble Of Chicago 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wolf Eyes,
Bill Near,
Girls At Our Best!,
Max Romeo,
Outsiders,
Depeche Mode,
The Smiths,
the Normal,
Black Flag,
Lyres,
the Human League,
Stereo Dub,
Scott Walker,
Soulsonic Force,
Loose Ends,
Bluetip,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Misunderstood,
Icehouse,
Rotary Connection,
Con Funk Shun,
Von Mondo,
Q65,
The Slits,
Mars,
The Fortunes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pantytec,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Blancmange,
Eden Ahbez,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Yellowson,
The Cowsills,
Faust,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Japan,
Gabor Szabo,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Victims,
In Retrospect,
The Black Dice,
Silicon Teens,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sparks,
The Human League,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Dennis Brown,
Moss Icon,
Blake Baxter,
DNA,
Ludus,
Quadrant,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sonic Youth,
The Real Kids,
The Moleskins,
Tim Buckley,
48th St. Collective,
X-Ray Spex,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.