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 Czech Republic and from Tokyo.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Marshall Jefferson 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 Banda Bassotti. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Five Americans 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bill Near,
Sixth Finger,
Tim Buckley,
The Skatalites,
Marcia Griffiths,
June Days,
John Cale,
Aloha Tigers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ice-T,
Barrington Levy,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
D'Angelo,
Deakin,
Circle Jerks,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Buckinghams,
The Modern Lovers,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gichy Dan,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sparks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Soft Cell,
Minny Pops,
The J.B.'s,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Human League,
Glambeats Corp.,
Procol Harum,
David Axelrod,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Stooges,
Nik Kershaw,
Audionom,
Vainqueur,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Isaac Hayes,
Ornette Coleman,
The Mojo Men,
The Moleskins,
Soft Machine,
Marine Girls,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pere Ubu,
Television,
Gang Green,
The Smiths,
Skriet,
Vladislav Delay,
T.S.O.L.,
Au Pairs,
Lou Reed,
Harmonia,
Amon Düül,
UT,
Robert Hood,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Delon & Dalcan,
Yaz,
cv313,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls.
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.