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 Bahrain and from Manila.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Unrelated Segments to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Bang On A Can. All the underground hits.
All Albert Ayler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Charles Mingus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Gabor Szabo,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Standells,
Icehouse,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Reuben Wilson,
Amon Düül,
Pierre Henry,
Quantec,
Ken Boothe,
Harpers Bizarre,
Eddi Front,
Steve Hackett,
Michelle Simonal,
The Skatalites,
Juan Atkins,
Donny Hathaway,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Barbara Tucker,
Skaos,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Dave Clark Five,
Agent Orange,
The Move,
Underground Resistance,
Radiohead,
The Cowsills,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bobby Byrd,
The Grass Roots,
Excepter,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Hot Snakes,
Cymande,
Alison Limerick,
Y Pants,
Bobby Sherman,
Essential Logic,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Talk Talk,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Gastr Del Sol,
Newcleus,
John Foxx,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Blackbyrds,
Pole,
Radiopuhelimet,
China Crisis,
DJ Sneak,
MC5,
The Doobie Brothers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Aaron Thompson,
Angry Samoans,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kevin Saunderson,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.