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 Latvia and from Tehran.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Portland.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Cecil Taylor 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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & Metallica record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maurizio,
Lucky Dragons,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Basic Channel,
Rosa Yemen,
The Motions,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bauhaus,
Swans,
Black Sheep,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Soulsonic Force,
Public Image Ltd.,
Avey Tare,
Malaria!,
Hardrive,
Das Ding,
Robert Görl,
Black Flag,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bobby Sherman,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ronnie Foster,
The Buckinghams,
Kerrie Biddell,
Byron Stingily,
Ponytail,
The Toasters,
Nico,
Bush Tetras,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Fugs,
Jacques Brel,
Con Funk Shun,
The Sonics,
Fad Gadget,
Rekid,
Soul II Soul,
Unrelated Segments,
The Trojans,
Glenn Branca,
Sound Behaviour,
Kas Product,
Gang Starr,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Chris & Cosey,
The Gap Band,
June Days,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Andrew Hill,
Magazine,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Visage,
Gong,
Magma,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Gladiators,
Panda Bear,
The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs.
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.