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 Mauritius and from Manchester.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Boogie Down Productions to the jazz 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 Bar-Kays. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
The Names,
Lebanon Hanover,
Y Pants,
Lungfish,
June of 44,
Lower 48,
One Last Wish,
Fad Gadget,
Agitation Free,
Sonny Sharrock,
Max Romeo,
Bronski Beat,
Glenn Branca,
Toni Rubio,
Todd Terry,
Mr. Review,
Cal Tjader,
Spoonie Gee,
Barry Ungar,
Pantaleimon,
Underground Resistance,
The Sonics,
Leonard Cohen,
The Five Americans,
Byron Stingily,
Rites of Spring,
Von Mondo,
cv313,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Hashim,
New Order,
Jeru the Damaja,
David Bowie,
the Swans,
Mo-Dettes,
Mark Hollis,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Johnny Clarke,
Nils Olav,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Moebius,
Television,
Eric B and Rakim,
Darondo,
Agent Orange,
The Victims,
Alton Ellis,
a-ha,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Last Poets,
Tomorrow,
Malaria!,
X-102,
Scan 7,
Icehouse,
Make Up,
Pulsallama,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Monolake,
The Cramps,
World's Most,
Crispy Ambulance,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.