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 Barbados and from Spokane.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Agitation Free 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 Fortunes. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Green record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oneida,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sex Pistols,
Banda Bassotti,
Terry Callier,
Moebius,
Morten Harket,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Procol Harum,
Scratch Acid,
The Human League,
Swell Maps,
The Techniques,
Funkadelic,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Parry Music,
Dark Day,
Sound Behaviour,
the Sonics,
Jeff Mills,
Peter and Kerry,
Half Japanese,
Yusef Lateef,
Suburban Knight,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Neil Young,
Anakelly,
Reuben Wilson,
Robert Hood,
The Dirtbombs,
Dead Boys,
Tom Boy,
A Certain Ratio,
Vainqueur,
Bob Dylan,
Zapp,
Janne Schatter,
Boredoms,
Eli Mardock,
The Gories,
PIL,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Basic Channel,
Barrington Levy,
Susan Cadogan,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Beau Brummels,
Piero Umiliani,
Hasil Adkins,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pantytec,
The Selecter,
Angry Samoans,
Animal Collective,
Crispian St. Peters,
Drexciya,
Traffic Nightmare,
Fluxion,
The Residents,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.