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 Slovakia and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Procol Harum. All the underground hits.
All The Count Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a T. Rex record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minnie Riperton,
Darondo,
Minutemen,
The Cramps,
Gang Starr,
Johnny Clarke,
Underground Resistance,
Aaron Thompson,
Schoolly D,
Black Bananas,
Girls At Our Best!,
Youth Brigade,
The Buckinghams,
The Moody Blues,
John Lydon,
Sarah Menescal,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sexual Harrassment,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Jandek,
the Human League,
Arab on Radar,
Prince Buster,
Reuben Wilson,
Mars,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Busters,
The Selecter,
The Techniques,
Television,
Carl Craig,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Faust,
The Mummies,
Sällskapet,
Eden Ahbez,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jesper Dahlback,
Kayak,
T.S.O.L.,
Nik Kershaw,
The Gun Club,
The Sound,
Jeff Mills,
David Axelrod,
Ultra Naté,
Surgeon,
B.T. Express,
Gong,
Stockholm Monsters,
Barry Ungar,
The Pop Group,
The Kinks,
Oblivians,
These Immortal Souls,
The Move,
Joyce Sims,
The Gap Band,
Colin Newman,
Fear,
Kool Moe Dee,
Derrick May,
Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters.
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.