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 Fiji and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Jandek to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Kurtis Blow. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The J.B.'s,
The Knickerbockers,
The Victims,
Negative Approach,
Byron Stingily,
The Misunderstood,
K-Klass,
Popol Vuh,
Tommy Roe,
Erykah Badu,
Echospace,
The Fall,
Ice-T,
Motorama,
The Saints,
Rufus Thomas,
B.T. Express,
Joy Division,
Q65,
Bad Manners,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Black Bananas,
Fatback Band,
The Pretty Things,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lalann,
The Moleskins,
Ten City,
The Star Department,
Neil Young,
The Offenders,
Patti Smith,
The Velvet Underground,
The Barracudas,
Jacques Brel,
Zero Boys,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Chrome,
Kerri Chandler,
Zapp,
Tom Boy,
The Leaves,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Depeche Mode,
Television,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Aaron Thompson,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Flamin' Groovies,
These Immortal Souls,
The Sound,
Oneida,
Mr. Review,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Associates,
Thee Headcoats,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Main Source,
Index,
T.S.O.L.,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Quantec,
Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks.
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.