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 St Lucia and from Portland.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 harpsichord 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Doors. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unwound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
Ituana,
Hasil Adkins,
Ohio Players,
Soul Sonic Force,
Moss Icon,
The Cramps,
the Germs,
The American Breed,
The Walker Brothers,
The Doors,
Sixth Finger,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kerrie Biddell,
Blossom Toes,
Youth Brigade,
Cheater Slicks,
The Fugs,
Average White Band,
Chris & Cosey,
AZ,
New Age Steppers,
Brass Construction,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Maurizio,
Gang Gang Dance,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Nils Olav,
Underground Resistance,
Easy Going,
Absolute Body Control,
Aloha Tigers,
Terry Callier,
Bronski Beat,
Brothers Johnson,
Stiv Bators,
The Kinks,
Pole,
U.S. Maple,
Vladislav Delay,
Audionom,
Avey Tare,
Kurtis Blow,
Eric Dolphy,
UT,
JFA,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
New York Dolls,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Colin Newman,
The Invisible,
Fatback Band,
The Gories,
La Düsseldorf,
Tomorrow,
Dennis Brown,
Mark Hollis,
Warren Ellis,
Buzzcocks,
Procol Harum,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.