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 Syria and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Madrid.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Scrapy to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All Tropical Tobacco tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Supertramp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
The Human League,
Skriet,
The Martian,
Pussy Galore,
Quantec,
Little Man,
Judy Mowatt,
Neil Young,
Jandek,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Skarface,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
MDC,
Supertramp,
Carl Craig,
Boredoms,
The Monks,
Nico,
Smog,
Aural Exciters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Sonics,
Heaven 17,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pierre Henry,
Wasted Youth,
Hot Snakes,
June of 44,
Nas,
Motorama,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eli Mardock,
Todd Terry,
Rod Modell,
The Angels of Light,
Interpol,
Lou Reed,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Chris & Cosey,
Cluster,
Joyce Sims,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jesper Dahlback,
Yusef Lateef,
Iggy Pop,
Mars,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Victims,
Rekid,
Steve Hackett,
Monolake,
Stereo Dub,
David Axelrod,
Isaac Hayes,
Joensuu 1685,
Mission of Burma,
Tomorrow,
Radiopuhelimet,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.