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 Belize and from Spokane.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Underground Resistance to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Charles Mingus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Matthew Halsall,
Funky Four + One,
Barbara Tucker,
Schoolly D,
Mars,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Visage,
Erykah Badu,
Theoretical Girls,
Quantec,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pagans,
Zapp,
Drexciya,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Depeche Mode,
Wasted Youth,
The Five Americans,
Ice-T,
X-102,
the Normal,
Pussy Galore,
Nick Fraelich,
Deakin,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lee Hazlewood,
F. McDonald,
Lower 48,
Public Enemy,
Basic Channel,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
PIL,
Sixth Finger,
Rapeman,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Music Machine,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The United States of America,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Zero Boys,
Brothers Johnson,
Metal Thangz,
Easy Going,
The Searchers,
The Evens,
FM Einheit,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Tres Demented,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Golliwogs,
Wings,
Moby Grape,
T.S.O.L.,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Todd Rundgren,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.