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 Tajikistan and from Mexico City.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Bobby Sherman to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Moon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glambeats Corp. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Star Department,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gerry Rafferty,
Glenn Branca,
Grauzone,
The Slackers,
Piero Umiliani,
Stockholm Monsters,
Fela Kuti,
Clear Light,
Severed Heads,
the Bar-Kays,
Oneida,
CMW,
Guru Guru,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Dead C,
OOIOO,
D'Angelo,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Tommy Roe,
Man Parrish,
Japan,
The Angels of Light,
Warsaw,
Pharoah Sanders,
Oblivians,
Suburban Knight,
Minutemen,
Schoolly D,
Circle Jerks,
Youth Brigade,
Altered Images,
China Crisis,
Sight & Sound,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Searchers,
Lou Christie,
Archie Shepp,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Vladislav Delay,
Fear,
Ronnie Foster,
Warren Ellis,
Mad Mike,
Jerry Gold Smith,
the Germs,
Ronan,
EPMD,
Sparks,
Public Enemy,
cv313,
Wolf Eyes,
Livin' Joy,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Hoover,
Yellowson,
The Buckinghams,
Cal Tjader,
Blancmange,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.