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 Niger and from Hong Kong.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the guitar 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 Warren Ellis to the crunk 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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All Parry Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gong record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hashim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
Sonic Youth,
Dawn Penn,
The Martian,
Tim Buckley,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Crime,
China Crisis,
Radiopuhelimet,
the Sonics,
Girls At Our Best!,
DJ Style,
OOIOO,
The Evens,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Mars,
Bluetip,
Bill Near,
Mission of Burma,
Ornette Coleman,
Cal Tjader,
Anakelly,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sun Ra,
Cameo,
Todd Rundgren,
Brick,
Lindisfarne,
Livin' Joy,
Nick Fraelich,
James White and The Blacks,
Harmonia,
Mo-Dettes,
Don Cherry,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Technova,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Funkadelic,
Chris & Cosey,
Neu!,
Sun City Girls,
These Immortal Souls,
CMW,
Blake Baxter,
Amon Düül,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Delta 5,
T.S.O.L.,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
New Age Steppers,
Nils Olav,
Arab on Radar,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Blancmange,
The J.B.'s,
Grauzone,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Swell Maps,
UT,
Absolute Body Control,
Grey Daturas,
Quando Quango,
Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane.
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.