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 Iceland and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Marmalade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every a-ha 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Residents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kurtis Blow,
the Slits,
Vainqueur,
Excepter,
Letta Mbulu,
Bluetip,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Cameo,
Q65,
Japan,
Moss Icon,
Subhumans,
This Heat,
Mad Mike,
New Order,
Chris & Cosey,
Sonic Youth,
Lyres,
Warren Ellis,
Desert Stars,
Smog,
Scrapy,
MDC,
Cheater Slicks,
Eden Ahbez,
The Trojans,
The Golliwogs,
Stetsasonic,
Mission of Burma,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ronan,
Tears for Fears,
Pantytec,
Flamin' Groovies,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pulsallama,
Tim Buckley,
Slave,
Y Pants,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Danielle Patucci,
Sound Behaviour,
Soulsonic Force,
June Days,
Toni Rubio,
Sarah Menescal,
Todd Rundgren,
Traffic Nightmare,
Kevin Saunderson,
Second Layer,
Rapeman,
The Invisible,
Sandy B,
Rod Modell,
Fear,
Jawbox,
ABBA,
Roxy Music,
Dark Day,
the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.
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.