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 Kiribati and from Tokyo.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Taipei.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Khruangbin to the funk 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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doors,
Camouflage,
Oneida,
Bush Tetras,
Bobby Sherman,
Toni Rubio,
Crime,
The Moleskins,
Reuben Wilson,
Jacob Miller,
Amazonics,
Cal Tjader,
The Alarm Clocks,
Erykah Badu,
Mo-Dettes,
The Birthday Party,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Dave Clark Five,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lucky Dragons,
Groovy Waters,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Erasure,
ABC,
Agent Orange,
Black Flag,
Marshall Jefferson,
Flipper,
Johnny Clarke,
Radio Birdman,
Liliput,
Chrome,
MC5,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Cheater Slicks,
The Beau Brummels,
The Black Dice,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Saccharine Trust,
Swans,
Joensuu 1685,
Brothers Johnson,
The Saints,
The Divine Comedy,
Ken Boothe,
Eric Dolphy,
Das Ding,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Soft Machine,
In Retrospect,
Byron Stingily,
Andrew Hill,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Absolute Body Control,
Moby Grape,
Amon Düül II,
Colin Newman,
The Cure,
Ice-T,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.