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 Liechtenstein and from Mumbai.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar 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 Hot Snakes to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 It's A Beautiful Day. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MC5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nation of Ulysses,
Donald Byrd,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ronnie Foster,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lalann,
The Toasters,
Black Sheep,
Clear Light,
Au Pairs,
Bill Wells,
Charles Mingus,
The Fall,
T.S.O.L.,
Eric Dolphy,
Trumans Water,
Sonic Youth,
Outsiders,
Moebius,
EPMD,
Theoretical Girls,
Black Pus,
Dawn Penn,
The Zeros,
Reagan Youth,
Bobby Sherman,
Rakim,
K-Klass,
Tomorrow,
Howard Jones,
B.T. Express,
Alphaville,
Dual Sessions,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Young Rascals,
The Golliwogs,
Cybotron,
The United States of America,
Eric Copeland,
The Skatalites,
Unwound,
Nick Fraelich,
Bob Dylan,
The Selecter,
Sound Behaviour,
Joe Finger,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Q65,
John Lydon,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Eli Mardock,
Rapeman,
Lou Christie,
The American Breed,
Wire,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Fugazi,
Quadrant,
Deakin, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin.
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.