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 Luxembourg and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 spring reverb 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 Urselle to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sisters of Mercy. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
The Raincoats,
The New Christs,
Glambeats Corp.,
Yazoo,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Beau Brummels,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
48th St. Collective,
Circle Jerks,
The Mojo Men,
Brand Nubian,
T.S.O.L.,
Peter and Kerry,
Ronnie Foster,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Fall,
Girls At Our Best!,
Isaac Hayes,
Bill Wells,
Idris Muhammad,
This Heat,
Rod Modell,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Standells,
Smog,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Junior Murvin,
Bobby Womack,
Ash Ra Tempel,
New York Dolls,
Lower 48,
Goldenarms,
Joe Smooth,
Eve St. Jones,
Loose Ends,
Sound Behaviour,
The Motions,
Fela Kuti,
Funkadelic,
The Cramps,
Carl Craig,
Godley & Creme,
The Skatalites,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Blackbyrds,
Gang Gang Dance,
kango's stein massive,
Con Funk Shun,
Niagra,
Byron Stingily,
Boredoms,
The American Breed,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sam Rivers,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
KRS-One,
Delta 5,
The Leaves,
Animal Collective,
CMW,
Sällskapet,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.