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 Singapore and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 linndrum 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 Desert Stars to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Kinks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
KRS-One,
Laurel Aitken,
Alton Ellis,
Pylon,
The Fall,
Crash Course in Science,
Jacob Miller,
Yellowson,
Television,
Juan Atkins,
The Music Machine,
Kerri Chandler,
The Walker Brothers,
R.M.O.,
Skaos,
Susan Cadogan,
Clear Light,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Beau Brummels,
The Associates,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Brass Construction,
Matthew Bourne,
The Last Poets,
Tubeway Army,
Metal Thangz,
Sound Behaviour,
Carl Craig,
Technova,
Ultravox,
The Pretty Things,
Agent Orange,
Henry Cow,
Fugazi,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Eric Copeland,
Cybotron,
Soul II Soul,
Country Teasers,
The Gap Band,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Modern Lovers,
La Düsseldorf,
Vladislav Delay,
Sugar Minott,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Dual Sessions,
Tim Buckley,
Das Ding,
Drexciya,
Kurtis Blow,
Scion,
EPMD,
The Cramps,
Cecil Taylor,
Gang Starr,
The Dirtbombs,
Black Pus,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.
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.