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 China and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Clear Light to the funk 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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ice-T record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Pop Group,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Leaves,
Bush Tetras,
Gregory Isaacs,
MDC,
Leonard Cohen,
Bronski Beat,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Neu!,
Eden Ahbez,
Sandy B,
Jacob Miller,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Khruangbin,
Pulsallama,
Altered Images,
The Mojo Men,
The Slackers,
Freddie Wadling,
Moby Grape,
Big Daddy Kane,
Supertramp,
New York Dolls,
Peter and Kerry,
The Walker Brothers,
Ronnie Foster,
Harmonia,
Slick Rick,
In Retrospect,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dawn Penn,
Hardrive,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Buckinghams,
10cc,
Eve St. Jones,
Charles Mingus,
Wally Richardson,
The Victims,
the Normal,
Heaven 17,
Eddi Front,
Lucky Dragons,
The Gladiators,
Crooked Eye,
Groovy Waters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Babytalk,
Rotary Connection,
Swans,
The Trojans,
Thompson Twins,
Stiv Bators,
Oblivians,
James White and The Blacks,
LL Cool J,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan.
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.