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 Chad and from Glasgow.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the marimba 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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Todd Terry. All the underground hits.
All B.T. Express tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suburban Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Panda Bear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Das Ding,
The Gun Club,
The Detroit Cobras,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Inner City,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Blossom Toes,
Flamin' Groovies,
Reagan Youth,
The Busters,
Infiniti,
Simply Red,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Laurel Aitken,
Symarip,
Dual Sessions,
Ossler,
The Mummies,
Roy Ayers,
Goldenarms,
Tears for Fears,
Rapeman,
The Cramps,
Derrick Morgan,
Lucky Dragons,
The Last Poets,
Soul Sonic Force,
Freddie Wadling,
the Germs,
Todd Rundgren,
Joe Smooth,
Zero Boys,
This Heat,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Circle Jerks,
Sun Ra,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Be Bop Deluxe,
X-102,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Junior Murvin,
Amon Düül,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Half Japanese,
Nick Fraelich,
Whodini,
Camberwell Now,
Jacob Miller,
Gong,
Banda Bassotti,
One Last Wish,
Hasil Adkins,
Lakeside,
The Dave Clark Five,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ornette Coleman,
Grey Daturas,
Maurizio,
Fad Gadget,
Marmalade,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.