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 Uruguay and from Jakarta.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Rotary Connection to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Days. All the underground hits.
All Glenn Branca tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Enemy 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator 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 chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Arthur Verocai,
The Pop Group,
Marmalade,
Yazoo,
Radiohead,
Thee Headcoats,
Shoche,
UT,
Kerri Chandler,
Yaz,
the Soft Cell,
The Vogues,
Jerry's Kids,
Alton Ellis,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Guru Guru,
Sight & Sound,
Neu!,
Banda Bassotti,
Pharoah Sanders,
Vainqueur,
Lungfish,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Zapp,
Moss Icon,
Minny Pops,
PIL,
Slave,
The Beau Brummels,
Bluetip,
David Axelrod,
Porter Ricks,
Cameo,
Absolute Body Control,
Harmonia,
The Stooges,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Archie Shepp,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pulsallama,
Easy Going,
Mo-Dettes,
Silicon Teens,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Shadows of Knight,
China Crisis,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Gladiators,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Reagan Youth,
Icehouse,
Neil Young,
Roxy Music,
8 Eyed Spy,
Severed Heads,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Essential Logic,
Maurizio,
Q65,
June of 44, June of 44, June of 44, June of 44.
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.