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 Russia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 808 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 OOIOO to the dance 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 June of 44. All the underground hits.
All The Peanut Butter Conspiracy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Standells,
Soul II Soul,
Organ,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Motorama,
Eli Mardock,
Hoover,
Cecil Taylor,
T.S.O.L.,
Half Japanese,
Sight & Sound,
Lungfish,
Derrick Morgan,
Nation of Ulysses,
Popol Vuh,
Pagans,
Rufus Thomas,
Barrington Levy,
Franke,
Angry Samoans,
The Fuzztones,
The Skatalites,
Ronnie Foster,
Bauhaus,
The New Christs,
Nick Fraelich,
John Coltrane,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lou Reed,
Brick,
Amon Düül II,
Y Pants,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
UT,
kango's stein massive,
Cameo,
The Divine Comedy,
The Electric Prunes,
The Beau Brummels,
Gang Gang Dance,
LL Cool J,
Freddie Wadling,
Black Bananas,
Albert Ayler,
Qualms,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Names,
Fad Gadget,
Tommy Roe,
Alton Ellis,
Tomorrow,
Kaleidoscope,
Deakin,
Tubeway Army,
The Knickerbockers,
MDC,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.