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 Israel and from Glasgow.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the oboe 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 June Days to the electroclash 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 Normal. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sound Behaviour,
Bill Wells,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
E-Dancer,
Maurizio,
Todd Rundgren,
Heaven 17,
The Litter,
Vladislav Delay,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
New Order,
the Normal,
Leonard Cohen,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
This Heat,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Janne Schatter,
Warsaw,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The United States of America,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
OOIOO,
Scientists,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Black Pus,
Arthur Verocai,
Glambeats Corp.,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Brass Construction,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Young Marble Giants,
Chrome,
Traffic Nightmare,
The American Breed,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
L. Decosne,
Lyres,
The Blackbyrds,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ultimate Spinach,
Organ,
Shuggie Otis,
The Trojans,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lebanon Hanover,
Average White Band,
cv313,
The Count Five,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Durutti Column,
The Motions,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bronski Beat,
Fugazi,
The Fall,
Alton Ellis,
Boredoms,
Lightning Bolt,
Fear, Fear, Fear, Fear.
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.