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 Ghana and from Philadelphia.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Crash Course in Science to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donald Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Invisible record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
MC5,
Joensuu 1685,
Chris & Cosey,
Easy Going,
Todd Terry,
Television Personalities,
Japan,
Pole,
Kevin Saunderson,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Brothers Johnson,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Joey Negro,
Toni Rubio,
the Slits,
Organ,
Fatback Band,
Davy DMX,
The Real Kids,
the Swans,
Ponytail,
Symarip,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Selecter,
Juan Atkins,
Amazonics,
Roxette,
Jeru the Damaja,
Supertramp,
Pussy Galore,
Metal Thangz,
Sonic Youth,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sandy B,
The Gun Club,
DJ Style,
Lou Reed,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Dead C,
Marmalade,
Kurtis Blow,
Animal Collective,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ralphi Rosario,
Junior Murvin,
Kerri Chandler,
Ronnie Foster,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bush Tetras,
Eddi Front,
The Sonics,
Delta 5,
Accadde A,
The Sound,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Divine Comedy,
Mission of Burma,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Chrome,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.