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 Indonesia and from Accra.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 oboe 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 Michelle Simonal to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Count Five,
Jacques Brel,
Danielle Patucci,
DJ Style,
Radio Birdman,
The Wake,
Lindisfarne,
Warren Ellis,
Man Eating Sloth,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Young Rascals,
Nils Olav,
The Real Kids,
Pylon,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sixth Finger,
Grandmaster Flash,
Malaria!,
Dark Day,
Roxette,
Ponytail,
Cybotron,
Metal Thangz,
The Fuzztones,
Nation of Ulysses,
Marvin Gaye,
Ohio Players,
The Evens,
Arthur Verocai,
Von Mondo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Monochrome Set,
Bronski Beat,
Black Flag,
The Star Department,
Minny Pops,
Cluster,
Alison Limerick,
Lou Christie,
Delon & Dalcan,
Skarface,
Barrington Levy,
Half Japanese,
Wally Richardson,
Dual Sessions,
Television,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ice-T,
Shoche,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Con Funk Shun,
Rod Modell,
Ossler,
Popol Vuh,
K-Klass,
Yazoo,
Iggy Pop,
KRS-One,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Nirvana,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.