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 Bangladesh and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Fort Wilson Riot to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Rundgren 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 '60s 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 Idris Muhammad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Prince Buster,
Ponytail,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Nirvana,
Susan Cadogan,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Divine Comedy,
Oneida,
Nils Olav,
Make Up,
Grandmaster Flash,
Flipper,
Neu!,
Henry Cow,
Guru Guru,
A Certain Ratio,
Donald Byrd,
Dorothy Ashby,
Los Fastidios,
The Associates,
Marcia Griffiths,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kaleidoscope,
ABBA,
Radio Birdman,
X-101,
The Cure,
Barbara Tucker,
Drexciya,
Pantaleimon,
Quadrant,
Kas Product,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Sound,
The Walker Brothers,
Gang Gang Dance,
Anakelly,
Terry Callier,
Gong,
The Count Five,
The Neon Judgement,
Desert Stars,
Quantec,
Duran Duran,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ituana,
Dawn Penn,
Brick,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Matthew Halsall,
Marmalade,
Zero Boys,
Crooked Eye,
Massinfluence,
Marshall Jefferson,
Wolf Eyes,
Sun City Girls,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.