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 Comoros and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 Paris and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 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 the Sonics to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Rosa Yemen. All the underground hits.
All The Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Osbourne,
Nils Olav,
Country Teasers,
D'Angelo,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Alarm Clocks,
Josef K,
Echospace,
Stockholm Monsters,
Malaria!,
World's Most,
Cymande,
Q and Not U,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Gladiators,
Urselle,
Amon Düül II,
Newcleus,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Real Kids,
Joensuu 1685,
Rotary Connection,
Skriet,
Joe Smooth,
Bauhaus,
Monks,
Supertramp,
Boogie Down Productions,
Q65,
Mandrill,
Negative Approach,
T. Rex,
Lightning Bolt,
Niagra,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lyres,
Eric Dolphy,
The Detroit Cobras,
Barclay James Harvest,
Yusef Lateef,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lou Christie,
Glambeats Corp.,
Khruangbin,
The Cure,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Names,
Arthur Verocai,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Index,
Peter & Gordon,
Aural Exciters,
Harpers Bizarre,
Pussy Galore,
Cameo,
Sparks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Danielle Patucci,
Sällskapet,
Smog,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.