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 Senegal and from Copenhagen.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Terry Callier to the electroclash 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 Fat Boys. All the underground hits.
All Porter Ricks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pulsallama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lucky Dragons,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jandek,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Fat Boys,
Ronnie Foster,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Anthony Braxton,
Derrick Morgan,
Rekid,
Livin' Joy,
Little Man,
Absolute Body Control,
The Divine Comedy,
The Fall,
Roxy Music,
Max Romeo,
Accadde A,
Sällskapet,
Faust,
The Kinks,
The Residents,
Todd Rundgren,
Minnie Riperton,
Section 25,
the Normal,
Qualms,
The Victims,
E-Dancer,
Quadrant,
Anakelly,
The Gladiators,
Alton Ellis,
Nico,
Q and Not U,
Eden Ahbez,
Youth Brigade,
Mission of Burma,
Lightning Bolt,
June of 44,
Rufus Thomas,
Rites of Spring,
Robert Görl,
Marshall Jefferson,
John Lydon,
Barbara Tucker,
Donny Hathaway,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Hasil Adkins,
Derrick May,
Wings,
The Detroit Cobras,
Man Parrish,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Buzzcocks,
World's Most,
Kayak,
This Heat, This Heat, This Heat, This Heat.
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.