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 Mongolia and from London.
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 Bologna and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ 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 Selector Dub Narcotic to the crunk 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 Bang on a Can All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All The Sisters of Mercy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Selecter,
Grey Daturas,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Chrome,
Sound Behaviour,
The Smoke,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ice-T,
Lalann,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Gories,
Spandau Ballet,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Human League,
Visage,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Clear Light,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Buzzcocks,
Jandek,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ornette Coleman,
Fad Gadget,
Excepter,
Stetsasonic,
The Fugs,
Brass Construction,
The Offenders,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sun Ra,
Eurythmics,
Country Teasers,
David McCallum,
Cheater Slicks,
Joensuu 1685,
Organ,
Connie Case,
The Motions,
The Sound,
John Holt,
The Toasters,
Yellowson,
Hasil Adkins,
Roger Hodgson,
Dual Sessions,
Panda Bear,
Sandy B,
Rhythm & Sound,
Shuggie Otis,
cv313,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Skaos,
The Smiths,
Lou Christie,
Funkadelic,
The Dave Clark Five,
Matthew Halsall,
Vladislav Delay,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.