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 Mongolia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the techno 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 48th St. Collective. All the underground hits.
All Lightning Bolt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Albert Ayler,
Kas Product,
Terrestrial Tones,
Subhumans,
Oblivians,
X-102,
Boredoms,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Unrelated Segments,
Tubeway Army,
Lou Christie,
Los Fastidios,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
48th St. Collective,
Eddi Front,
Y Pants,
Little Man,
Hashim,
UT,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ossler,
Derrick Morgan,
MDC,
The Music Machine,
Deakin,
Al Stewart,
Rhythm & Sound,
Delon & Dalcan,
8 Eyed Spy,
Scion,
Tom Boy,
Grey Daturas,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
ABBA,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Dead Boys,
Scan 7,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jeff Mills,
Stockholm Monsters,
Neil Young,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Byron Stingily,
Aaron Thompson,
Infiniti,
Darondo,
Moebius,
Magma,
Procol Harum,
Dorothy Ashby,
Erykah Badu,
Soul Sonic Force,
Glambeats Corp.,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Groovy Waters,
Lalann,
Sonny Sharrock,
the Swans,
The Sisters of Mercy,
F. McDonald,
The Pop Group,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.