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 Uganda and from Philadelphia.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Soul II Soul to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Nas,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Carl Craig,
Section 25,
The Barracudas,
Sugar Minott,
The Skatalites,
Pierre Henry,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Robert Hood,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
DJ Sneak,
Youth Brigade,
David McCallum,
Swans,
Sonny Sharrock,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Shoche,
Sexual Harrassment,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Alton Ellis,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Stooges,
Eddi Front,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bronski Beat,
Severed Heads,
Lindisfarne,
Loose Ends,
The New Christs,
Groovy Waters,
The Electric Prunes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Audionom,
June of 44,
The J.B.'s,
The Golliwogs,
Gang of Four,
Byron Stingily,
Henry Cow,
David Axelrod,
Popol Vuh,
Marc Almond,
The Residents,
Grauzone,
Sarah Menescal,
Boogie Down Productions,
Young Marble Giants,
Agent Orange,
Hardrive,
Jesper Dahlback,
the Germs,
Bobby Sherman,
Khruangbin,
Ornette Coleman,
The Martian,
Drexciya,
Harry Pussy,
One Last Wish,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.