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 Cambodia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the snare 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 Circle Jerks to the grime 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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All Spandau Ballet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sexual Harrassment record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bang On A Can,
Basic Channel,
Pole,
Warren Ellis,
Altered Images,
Minnie Riperton,
Hashim,
Sällskapet,
Franke,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
the Slits,
One Last Wish,
Lou Christie,
Hot Snakes,
Robert Hood,
Swans,
Dennis Brown,
Wolf Eyes,
Prince Buster,
Pierre Henry,
Michelle Simonal,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Public Enemy,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Tom Boy,
Easy Going,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Jeff Mills,
Donny Hathaway,
Charles Mingus,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Neon Judgement,
These Immortal Souls,
Judy Mowatt,
The Associates,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Toni Rubio,
Alton Ellis,
Reuben Wilson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
KRS-One,
Flash Fearless,
Public Image Ltd.,
Cybotron,
Barry Ungar,
Zero Boys,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Henry Cow,
Duran Duran,
Model 500,
Little Man,
PIL,
Blossom Toes,
Neil Young,
Banda Bassotti,
Pulsallama,
Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté.
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.