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 Ireland and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Lou Reed 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 Throbbing Gristle to the grunge 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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Faust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tears for Fears record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
Josef K,
Archie Shepp,
Lungfish,
Minor Threat,
Eden Ahbez,
Smog,
The Electric Prunes,
Scientists,
Sparks,
Roxette,
Gil Scott Heron,
John Coltrane,
Iggy Pop,
Ludus,
D'Angelo,
Glenn Branca,
The Standells,
Country Teasers,
The Angels of Light,
Shuggie Otis,
Unrelated Segments,
X-102,
Joyce Sims,
Radiohead,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lee Hazlewood,
Shoche,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bad Manners,
Fat Boys,
Dark Day,
Delon & Dalcan,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Crooked Eye,
The Doors,
Tropical Tobacco,
Popol Vuh,
Soul II Soul,
Fad Gadget,
Ken Boothe,
Sarah Menescal,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lalann,
Interpol,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Camberwell Now,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
DNA,
The Velvet Underground,
Unwound,
Sam Rivers,
Sugar Minott,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ohio Players,
Cameo,
Ten City,
Darondo,
the Germs,
Flash Fearless,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.