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 Italy and from Lille.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 E-Dancer to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Jacques Brel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Jesus and Mary Chain 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Leaves record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Fela Kuti,
Nick Fraelich,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
These Immortal Souls,
Frankie Knuckles,
Wire,
Hoover,
Jandek,
Public Enemy,
Infiniti,
Unrelated Segments,
Aloha Tigers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Marvin Gaye,
Eurythmics,
Skriet,
Pulsallama,
Dennis Brown,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ralphi Rosario,
Robert Hood,
Television Personalities,
X-102,
Grey Daturas,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
New Age Steppers,
The Electric Prunes,
Juan Atkins,
Junior Murvin,
Amon Düül II,
Idris Muhammad,
Deakin,
Sixth Finger,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gang Green,
Lou Christie,
Boredoms,
A Certain Ratio,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Fire Engines,
The Stooges,
Schoolly D,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Wake,
Carl Craig,
The Gories,
MC5,
Colin Newman,
Pere Ubu,
One Last Wish,
Avey Tare,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Five Americans,
Maurizio,
Anakelly,
The Angels of Light,
Ornette Coleman,
Crispian St. Peters,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.