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 Sweden and from Sao Paulo.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Negative Approach to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Busters. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 48th St. Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Kas Product,
The Black Dice,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Aural Exciters,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Scrapy,
Dorothy Ashby,
Roger Hodgson,
June of 44,
Henry Cow,
The Mojo Men,
Make Up,
Stiv Bators,
The Modern Lovers,
Drive Like Jehu,
Marmalade,
The Raincoats,
Bill Wells,
Pole,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Juan Atkins,
The Standells,
The Martian,
Rufus Thomas,
Oneida,
Severed Heads,
Sonic Youth,
Lucky Dragons,
The Slackers,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Skriet,
Danielle Patucci,
John Cale,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Wally Richardson,
Joey Negro,
Barry Ungar,
the Bar-Kays,
The Vogues,
The Slits,
Toni Rubio,
The Neon Judgement,
Das Ding,
Derrick May,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Khruangbin,
Bluetip,
The Sonics,
Cheater Slicks,
Livin' Joy,
The Dirtbombs,
Smog,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Masters at Work,
Sound Behaviour,
Kerri Chandler,
Big Daddy Kane,
Faraquet,
Ohio Players,
The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters.
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.