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 Mozambique and from Salvador.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the grime 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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Terry Callier tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Model 500 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Index,
The Fugs,
Section 25,
Lucky Dragons,
Tomorrow,
David Bowie,
Dual Sessions,
L. Decosne,
U.S. Maple,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Junior Murvin,
Circle Jerks,
JFA,
Glenn Branca,
Scientists,
The Fire Engines,
Kerri Chandler,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Moebius,
Jerry's Kids,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Rapeman,
Bobby Womack,
The Remains,
Bluetip,
Pierre Henry,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bill Wells,
The Barracudas,
the Germs,
Dawn Penn,
The Last Poets,
Godley & Creme,
Neu!,
Y Pants,
Goldenarms,
Barbara Tucker,
Country Teasers,
Lalann,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Quando Quango,
Tommy Roe,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
David McCallum,
Cheater Slicks,
Los Fastidios,
Sight & Sound,
Essential Logic,
The Mojo Men,
Yusef Lateef,
Malaria!,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Juan Atkins,
LL Cool J,
Negative Approach,
Peter & Gordon,
The Five Americans,
Boz Scaggs,
Radiohead,
Dead Boys,
Jeff Lynne,
Fat Boys,
Television,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.