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 Benin and from Edmonton.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin 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 linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Last Poets,
Porter Ricks,
Pole,
Inner City,
The Wake,
The Zeros,
John Cale,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Thompson Twins,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jandek,
Nico,
Kurtis Blow,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Man Parrish,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Iggy Pop,
The Smiths,
The Real Kids,
Icehouse,
the Swans,
La Düsseldorf,
Los Fastidios,
Magma,
Oneida,
FM Einheit,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
David Axelrod,
Eve St. Jones,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Minnie Riperton,
Technova,
Theoretical Girls,
Groovy Waters,
Stockholm Monsters,
Flash Fearless,
Sun City Girls,
Young Marble Giants,
Eli Mardock,
Ken Boothe,
E-Dancer,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Faust,
The Gories,
The Sound,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Procol Harum,
Drexciya,
Q and Not U,
EPMD,
The Red Krayola,
Erasure,
Warren Ellis,
Brothers Johnson,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Names,
Archie Shepp,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hot Snakes,
Avey Tare,
Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth.
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.