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 Sri Lanka and from Seoul.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Fuzztones to the dance 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 The Blues Magoos. All the underground hits.
All Sly & The Family Stone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Tremeloes,
Banda Bassotti,
Vainqueur,
The Wake,
Ten City,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Associates,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Agitation Free,
The Velvet Underground,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Make Up,
Eddi Front,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Toasters,
Charles Mingus,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Mr. Review,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Tim Buckley,
Babytalk,
Shuggie Otis,
Barrington Levy,
Terry Callier,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Outsiders,
Cheater Slicks,
PIL,
Bootsy Collins,
Joensuu 1685,
Jawbox,
Siglo XX,
Glenn Branca,
Lou Reed,
Harmonia,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Trojans,
Anakelly,
Crispy Ambulance,
Blancmange,
Marvin Gaye,
The Victims,
James Chance & The Contortions,
John Foxx,
Ken Boothe,
Juan Atkins,
Young Marble Giants,
John Lydon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dennis Brown,
Black Moon,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Cure,
Reuben Wilson,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Beau Brummels,
Erykah Badu,
The Litter, The Litter, The Litter, The Litter.
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.