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 Iran and from Calgary.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Dennis Brown to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Residents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faraquet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Barracudas,
Animal Collective,
The Monochrome Set,
Stereo Dub,
The Cosmic Jokers,
A Certain Ratio,
OOIOO,
Danielle Patucci,
Cal Tjader,
Dennis Brown,
Basic Channel,
Jawbox,
Stiv Bators,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
One Last Wish,
Pylon,
Brass Construction,
Pantaleimon,
The Leaves,
The Associates,
The Motions,
Nick Fraelich,
Jacob Miller,
Lalo Schifrin,
Arcadia,
The Fuzztones,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Simply Red,
10cc,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ralphi Rosario,
Cameo,
David Axelrod,
Terry Callier,
Moebius,
Stetsasonic,
David McCallum,
Motorama,
Erasure,
Heaven 17,
Toni Rubio,
Moby Grape,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Black Bananas,
David Bowie,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
La Düsseldorf,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Boz Scaggs,
Johnny Clarke,
Nirvana,
Johnny Osbourne,
Essential Logic,
The Offenders,
The Fortunes,
Lucky Dragons,
Scion,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sparks,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Alarm Clocks,
DJ Sneak,
Joe Smooth,
The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos.
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.