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 Senegal 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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Aaron Thompson to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Sam Rivers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Delta 5,
Essential Logic,
DJ Sneak,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
A Certain Ratio,
This Heat,
Index,
Sixth Finger,
Eve St. Jones,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Dirtbombs,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Frankie Knuckles,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Detroit Cobras,
Yusef Lateef,
The Saints,
Bush Tetras,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Seeds,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bob Dylan,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Grauzone,
Brothers Johnson,
The Blues Magoos,
Graham Central Station,
Ituana,
The Litter,
Crime,
Zapp,
Urselle,
The Misunderstood,
Juan Atkins,
Ossler,
Underground Resistance,
Desert Stars,
The Skatalites,
Robert Görl,
Sparks,
Babytalk,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sexual Harrassment,
L. Decosne,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
X-Ray Spex,
Andrew Hill,
Suburban Knight,
The Young Rascals,
Henry Cow,
The Grass Roots,
Nils Olav,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Smiths,
The Doobie Brothers,
Drexciya,
Man Parrish,
Section 25,
E-Dancer,
Shuggie Otis,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.