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 Namibia and from Houston.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Eric Dolphy to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Mary Jane Girls,
Liliput,
Skarface,
X-101,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ultra Naté,
Tim Buckley,
The New Christs,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Eric Dolphy,
Khruangbin,
Can,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ultimate Spinach,
Carl Craig,
Drexciya,
The Zeros,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lindisfarne,
Barrington Levy,
Josef K,
Nick Fraelich,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bobby Womack,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Basic Channel,
Sunsets and Hearts,
X-102,
Dual Sessions,
Con Funk Shun,
T.S.O.L.,
MC5,
The Kinks,
Byron Stingily,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Dennis Brown,
Amazonics,
Echospace,
Aaron Thompson,
Be Bop Deluxe,
a-ha,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sixth Finger,
Siglo XX,
Agent Orange,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Oblivians,
Max Romeo,
Graham Central Station,
Royal Trux,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ludus,
Slick Rick,
The Red Krayola,
the Normal,
Inner City,
A Certain Ratio,
Toni Rubio,
Andrew Hill,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Darondo,
Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo.
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.