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 Lithuania and from Spokane.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a a-ha record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Grass Roots,
The American Breed,
The Human League,
Buzzcocks,
Fad Gadget,
Arthur Verocai,
DJ Style,
Bill Near,
The Fuzztones,
The Names,
Kas Product,
Sonny Sharrock,
Alton Ellis,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rufus Thomas,
Monks,
Cybotron,
Aaron Thompson,
Lou Reed,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sonic Youth,
One Last Wish,
Jimmy McGriff,
Morten Harket,
Zero Boys,
Spoonie Gee,
Royal Trux,
Soul II Soul,
Bob Dylan,
Little Man,
The Birthday Party,
Organ,
Sarah Menescal,
Mission of Burma,
The Last Poets,
Yazoo,
The Divine Comedy,
Rapeman,
Gang of Four,
Scrapy,
China Crisis,
Deakin,
Lungfish,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bobby Sherman,
John Cale,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rotary Connection,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Cluster,
Soulsonic Force,
Roxette,
Johnny Clarke,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bad Manners,
The Evens,
La Düsseldorf,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Howard Jones,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.