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 Thailand 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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and London.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Make Up to the electroclash 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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All the Normal 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dark Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kenny Larkin,
The Detroit Cobras,
Country Joe & The Fish,
DNA,
Sun City Girls,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kool Moe Dee,
Nirvana,
Maurizio,
Boredoms,
This Heat,
Flipper,
the Association,
Mark Hollis,
Altered Images,
Rufus Thomas,
Black Sheep,
Sam Rivers,
Kas Product,
Patti Smith,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
China Crisis,
The Fuzztones,
Section 25,
Cybotron,
Tommy Roe,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Birthday Party,
Pharoah Sanders,
Don Cherry,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Metal Thangz,
Ice-T,
Motorama,
The Techniques,
Tres Demented,
Suicide,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sällskapet,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Pierre Henry,
Lebanon Hanover,
Buzzcocks,
Andrew Hill,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Desert Stars,
Japan,
Swell Maps,
Masters at Work,
Gong,
Swans,
Wolf Eyes,
Bobby Womack,
R.M.O.,
The American Breed,
The Flesh Eaters,
Morten Harket,
Dennis Brown,
Amazonics,
10cc,
Main Source,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw.
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.