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 Latvia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the oboe 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 The Black Dice 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 the Fania All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wolf Eyes 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?
Bob Dylan,
The Angels of Light,
Sex Pistols,
Fat Boys,
Nation of Ulysses,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rekid,
The Cure,
Derrick Morgan,
Rhythm & Sound,
Blancmange,
The Real Kids,
Section 25,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Modern Lovers,
Lightning Bolt,
Goldenarms,
The Durutti Column,
Delon & Dalcan,
Joe Smooth,
Rotary Connection,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lou Christie,
Hashim,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Eli Mardock,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Black Dice,
Reuben Wilson,
Sixth Finger,
LL Cool J,
Country Teasers,
The Electric Prunes,
Lindisfarne,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Dave Gahan,
Pylon,
Blossom Toes,
The Divine Comedy,
Marmalade,
This Heat,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sparks,
Procol Harum,
Hardrive,
Crime,
The Happenings,
Urselle,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Fuzztones,
Basic Channel,
Lower 48,
The Last Poets,
Rosa Yemen,
Nico,
Prince Buster,
Neil Young,
Audionom,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.