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 Vietnam and from Bologna.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Houston.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Blake Baxter to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Country Teasers. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Standells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
Yellowson,
Anthony Braxton,
Minor Threat,
Heaven 17,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Mr. Review,
The Evens,
Groovy Waters,
Supertramp,
Mad Mike,
Sällskapet,
Niagra,
The Mojo Men,
Neil Young,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ronnie Foster,
The Motions,
Jeru the Damaja,
Scientists,
Second Layer,
Derrick Morgan,
Outsiders,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sight & Sound,
Idris Muhammad,
Bronski Beat,
Audionom,
Zero Boys,
John Coltrane,
Gang Green,
Terrestrial Tones,
Blossom Toes,
Mo-Dettes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Human League,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Spoonie Gee,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Tropical Tobacco,
Tubeway Army,
Public Enemy,
Thee Headcoats,
Dead Boys,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Wasted Youth,
The Black Dice,
Angry Samoans,
Scott Walker,
Lungfish,
The Angels of Light,
Fugazi,
The Fortunes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Selecter,
The Pretty Things,
R.M.O.,
Grey Daturas,
Joey Negro,
The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats.
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.