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 Ethiopia and from Tehran.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 synthesizer 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 Cybotron to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mission of Burma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
Mary Jane Girls,
Boogie Down Productions,
Iggy Pop,
Brothers Johnson,
Rosa Yemen,
Pantaleimon,
Minor Threat,
Echospace,
a-ha,
The Vogues,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Radio Birdman,
Althea and Donna,
Morten Harket,
Robert Görl,
Byron Stingily,
Funky Four + One,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
La Düsseldorf,
Urselle,
Stereo Dub,
Prince Buster,
Mission of Burma,
the Sonics,
Gastr Del Sol,
Eric Copeland,
Japan,
Blancmange,
Oblivians,
Motorama,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Goldenarms,
Avey Tare,
Anthony Braxton,
Cecil Taylor,
The Velvet Underground,
Juan Atkins,
Bronski Beat,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
This Heat,
Sällskapet,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Mojo Men,
Reagan Youth,
K-Klass,
Masters at Work,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Aloha Tigers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Section 25,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bang On A Can,
Isaac Hayes,
Camberwell Now,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs.
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.