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 Portland.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Whodini to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pierre Henry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
Lucky Dragons,
Amon Düül II,
Nico,
Rekid,
Ronan,
Oblivians,
Avey Tare,
Roxette,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Loose Ends,
Marine Girls,
Essential Logic,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
June Days,
Alice Coltrane,
Iggy Pop,
Funky Four + One,
The New Christs,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Skatalites,
Jandek,
Sexual Harrassment,
Judy Mowatt,
Main Source,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Davy DMX,
Kevin Saunderson,
Brick,
Zapp,
Camberwell Now,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Archie Shepp,
Anakelly,
Livin' Joy,
Warsaw,
Drexciya,
The Cowsills,
Banda Bassotti,
Warren Ellis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Barbara Tucker,
Rhythm & Sound,
Qualms,
New York Dolls,
Tim Buckley,
Outsiders,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
MC5,
Pierre Henry,
Sam Rivers,
Cluster,
Idris Muhammad,
Monks,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Sonics,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Dawn Penn,
Thompson Twins,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.