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 Iceland 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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 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 Five Americans to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Liaisons Dangereuses. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Sonics 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?
Lightning Bolt,
Nico,
kango's stein massive,
Stereo Dub,
Eden Ahbez,
Lucky Dragons,
Eve St. Jones,
Altered Images,
Livin' Joy,
Black Pus,
Juan Atkins,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Joe Smooth,
Suicide,
Stetsasonic,
The Divine Comedy,
Judy Mowatt,
Urselle,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Fear,
Y Pants,
The Offenders,
Terry Callier,
Kaleidoscope,
Pulsallama,
Todd Rundgren,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Gap Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Monks,
Talk Talk,
Groovy Waters,
Skriet,
Moss Icon,
The Names,
Bauhaus,
Hardrive,
Depeche Mode,
These Immortal Souls,
Radiohead,
Aswad,
Rufus Thomas,
Jesper Dahlback,
Essential Logic,
Surgeon,
Technova,
Josef K,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ronan,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Modern Lovers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Scratch Acid,
Rod Modell,
Rakim,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Intrusion,
Peter and Kerry,
Pere Ubu,
The Shadows of Knight,
Scott Walker,
The New Christs,
Pantaleimon,
Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare.
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.